All language subtitles for merge_from_ofoct (1)

[THEME SONG PLAYING]

[IN UNISON]
As a blood brother,

I promise that, no matter what,

I will meet here
in exactly 25 years from today,

at high noon
to dig up this time capsule.

Good, let's go.

Okay, MacGyver, fill it in.

In 25 years,

we'll be lucky if we even
remember where we buried it.

We'll remember.

MacGYVER: My home town
had grown a whole lot

in the years
since I'd been back,

but coming home was still

like reaching into a grab bag
full of memories.

Some of them good,

some of them not so good.

And you could never be sure

which memory
you were gonna come up with.

The decisions we make
shape our lives.

When I was a kid,

I made a bad decision
about a gun,

and my life was never the same.

Now I was back,

25 years later,
to follow up on a promise.

One I had to keep,

no matter how much it hurt.

[WOMEN CHATTING INDISTINCTLY]

How much did you get, MacGyver?

56 cents.

That makes $3.42
with what we've got.

How much is a box of bullets?

- Ah, four bucks at least.
- Hey, guys...

CHUCK: Hey, Jess,
we've been waiting for you.

Well, how much you get, Jess?

A buck.

That's a whole
month's allowance.

Choice! That's enough;
we're in business.

Great.

You guys sure
this is a good idea?

I mean getting that gun
and everything?

It's gonna be cool, Jess,
just wait.

[ECHOING]
Just wait.

[ENGINE IDLING]

[PLAYERS SHOUTING]

[MEN CHEERING]

[WHISTLES]
Way to go, Danny, whoa!

Cut him off.

[TIRES SCREECHING]

[TIRES SCREECHING]

[GRUNTS]

Sean.

Buddy, where you been?

I expected to see you
two days ago.

I'm through, man, no more.

I need a little more time.

That is not how it's done,
Middle America.

Where I come from,
if you want to play,

you got to pay.

Now, the first time
you don't pay,

I'm gonna remind you a little.

The second time,

I'll cut you.

Maybe I'll break something.

The third time,
you don't have to worry about,

'cause you'll be dead, man.

Now, do you see
how easy that is?

Let him go!

Let him go, Spider.

Get off my car!

Let him go.

Now!

Run, Sean.

Come on, Danny.

You lay off Sean, you hear me?

Goes for all of you.

You are dog meat, man.

That is my car
you're messing with.

Danny, come on!

[COCKS GUN]

I'll kill him!

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

- Stupid, little...
- What?

I could have nailed 'em.

Yeah, right.

You told me you were clean.

I am.

Don't give me that, Sean!

You've been hooked on crack
since the first time you tried it.

I'm not using it, I swear.

I owe some money, 200 bucks.

Sean, it's me, Danny, remember?

You can lie to your folks
or the kids at school.

Anybody, but not me!

I just saved your butt
back there, man,

but no more!

You want to kill yourself? Huh?!

That's fine.

Just don't expect me to watch.

Wait, man.
Look, you, you can't leave.

Why not?

'Cause you're the only friend
I got.

MAN: Yeah, the
automatic is excellent.

We sell a lot of these.

Nice and light, easy to fire.

Holds an 18-load clip.

One in the chamber.

Hey, hombre!
Excuse me just a second.

[LAUGHING]

I was wondering when you
were gonna blow into town.

Chuck, how are you doing, man?

Well, you certainly
look... healthy.

Yeah, well, I still like to eat.

Listen, I sent you and Neil
a letter the day I hit the road.

I assume you got it?

We got it.

You still want to go through
with this, MacGyver?

We made a promise.

Nobody keeps kid promises,
not 25 years later.

Look, Chuck, I'll go up there
on my own if I have to.

Won't mean as much without
you and Neil there,

but I'll do it.

Just a minute, let me
take care of business, huh?

Yeah, looks good.

Uh, why don't you
wrap it up for me?

Oh, I wish I could.

Problem is, hand guns
require a police permit.

CUSTOMER:
Well, I don't know, Chuck.

Uh, how long
till I can take it home?

Only takes about seven days.

But you can have any rifle

in the place you want,
cash and carry, no problem.

Well, uh,
what rifle do you recommend?

Well, let's see.

We've got a good selection
of semi-automatics here.

Any of 'em are just the thing...

No!

CHUCK:
...better deal, if you ask me.

Well, take this one here.

Semi-automatic,
pulls a 30- or a 90-round clip.

- [GUN CLICKS]
- Ultra-lightweight.

Micrometer sight.

The works.

CUSTOMER:
Nice balance, feels good.

Yeah, yeah.
That's a nice piece of work.

I'll take it.

Put it on my account,
will you, Chuck?

Great. I'll wrap
it up for you.

Oh, that's okay.

I'll take it like this.

Let's go, son.

So, Chuck, tell me...

how is
the "sporting goods" business?

Don't start, MacGyver.

Everybody has a right
to defend themselves.

If he doesn't buy it from me,
he'll just buy it someplace else.

Oh, now, that's original.

Did you come up
with that yourself?

[SIGHS]

What do you say we go up
to Bell Lake and snag us

a couple of pike?

We can stay at Neil's cabin.
It'll be just like old times.

Chuck...

I didn't come back here
to go fishing.

Look, I don't feel
good about these guys.

Come on, Sean, it's over.

- Just stay away from them.
- Danny, Danny,

you destroyed Spider's
windshield, man.

He's not just gonna
forget about it.

What am I supposed to do?
Go to the cops?

I didn't think so.

Hi, Dad.

Hi, Mr. MacGyver.

- Dad said you were coming.
- Danny?

Wow. Last time I saw you,
you were a little kid.

Sure, six years ago in L.A.

I still remember that homemade
volcano you showed me how to make.

Oh, yeah,
did you get it to work?

We had to repaint the kitchen.

I don't think
you ever met Neil's son.

This is Sean.

Hey, Sean, how you doing?
I'm MacGyver.

Hi, Mr. MacGyver.
It's good to meet you.

Well, I got to go,
so I'll call you later.

- All right.
- Bye.

I guess, uh,
I'd better get to work.

- It was nice seeing you.
- You, too, Danny.

Look, what happened out
there that day with Neil and me...

Well, I never told Danny
about it.

I don't want him to know.

It wasn't just
what you and Neil did.

I was responsible.

Don't you get that yet?

That's why we all
have to go out there, together.

I don't know.

If you can talk Neil into it,
I'll see.

Okay.

Thanks.

Excuse me.

I'm looking for Neil Ryder.

He's down the hall,
in the property room.

Should be back in a jiffy.

Oh, this darn thing.

What seems to be the problem?

Oh, the darn pin that holds
the ribbon spool is busted off.

I guess I should've given up
on this old clunker years ago.

Oh, nonsense.

Let me have a go.

Now we'll trim it up
a little bit.

- There.
- [BLADE CLICKS]

That'll hold it for a while,
least till you can get it fixed.

You know, there used to be
a kid around here

could fix just about anything
like that.

Used one of those
pocketknives, too.

Rigged up the darndest thing
you ever saw to mow our lawn once.

How you been, Sergeant Olson?

[LAUGHS]

All right, uh, that's it.

I'm getting sick of hearing
about how they do it in L.A.

Chill out, Watts.

You know, you chumps
would be nothing without me.

Come on.

Having a ride, Meat.

Come on, man, we're gonna
kill a guy over a car?

Yeah, we are.

If we're gonna own this town,
it's gonna take power.

Do you know
how to get power, J.D.?

No.

Fear.

[GUN CLICKS]

We're taking your car.

This is the city.

Mission City, Minnesota.

My name is Ryder.

I'm a cop.
I carry a badge.

My name?

MacGyver.

I'm his partner.

I carry everything else.

[HUMMING DRAGNET THEME]

[LAUGHING]

Dragnet.

Show that made you what
you are today, huh, Neil?

Nah, I couldn't get in the Army.

How you been, Mac?

Good.

Can't complain.

You know,
when I got your letter,

got me wondering
if it was still down here.

It took me till just now
to get up the nerve.

Yeah, you know,
sometimes I can't even remember

what his face looks like.

[CHUCKLES LIGHTLY]
I don't want to go, MacGyver.

I don't, either, Neil.

I have to.

MEAT:
Maybe he went out the back.

No, he's in there.

We wait.

When the man comes in
from L.A. next Tuesday,

I want him to see I got
this town in my back pocket.

There he is! Let's go.

[ENGINE STARTS]

[TIRES SCREECHING]

Oh, no.

[BYSTANDERS SCREAMING]

[TIRES SCREECHING]

Danny!

[SIRENS WAILING]

NEIL:
All right, everybody back.

Come on, give us
a break here, huh?

Back please.

OFFICER:
All right.

CHUCK: They shot the place up.
They almost killed Danny.

I'm all right, I'm fine.

Did you see who it was?

SEAN:
Dad, Dad, what happened?

Everything's fine, son,
everything's all right.

- You okay?
- Yeah, we're fine.

Were you able to
get a description?

I saw a blue car.
An old four-door.

It's probably
those same punks again.

What punks?

Mac, we got a full-blown
crack problem in this town.

Some hot shot from California
rolls in about six months ago,

and took in some of the
local kids to set up shop.

Come on, what's that all about?

I've heard of these crack
dealers franchising out

to places like Kansas City
and Seattle, but here?

What... Come on.

Towns grow up, too, MacGyver.

You haven't had any trouble
with those punks, have you, son?

No sir.

Come on, Chuck. We got
to fill out a crime report, huh?

I'll call in
a description of the car.

Look, uh, we'll get some
brooms and clean this up.

- Come on, Sean.
- Yeah, okay.

Danny, Danny, listen, man,
I'll do something.

I'll talk to them, maybe,
or something...

Oh, get real, Sean!

Those guys just tried to kill me out there,
and they're gonna do it again!

You gotta tell your dad
what's going on.

[SIGHS]
I can't.

What do you want from me?!

Do I have to take a bullet
for you, too?

No!

Why don't you just take off,
disappear for a while?

Oh, sure, and then what?!

Look, I don't know.

Maybe they'll slip up
and get arrested or something.

Yeah, that's it!

What if the cops get a tip on
the new shipment that's coming in.

Man, they'll nail them!

What are you talking about?

Listen, Spider's been talking
about how his L.A. connection

is coming in with some new stuff
on Tuesday.

I could call the cops.

They'd catch them
with the goods.

They'd have to lock
them up, man.

We'd be in the clear.
It is a great plan.

Even if this plan works,

what am I supposed to do
from now until Tuesday?

Just disappear, man...
yeah, Bell Lake.

You can hide out in our cabin.

Oh, sure,
and what do I tell my dad?

Tell him the truth.

I mean, we've been fishing
up there since we could walk.

I don't know, man, it...

Danny, Danny, it's the only way.

It is, man.

Please, I swear
this is gonna work.

All right, I'll do it.

Great. Listen, you're gonna need
a key to the cabin.

I'll run home and get it.

Meet me in one hour
up at the pump station

behind the state hospital.

It's abandoned,
you'll be safe there.

Okay.

Two thumbs up, buddy.

I still need Danny's side of it
for the paperwork.

Hey, where are those kids,
anyway?

I'll get 'em.

[INDISTINCT
RADIO TRANSMISSION]

CHUCK:
That's about right.

Danny?

[BARREL SPINNING]

You want to tell me
what's going on?

You wouldn't understand.

I understand this!
Now, what's going on?

[SIGHS]

Those punks that Sean's dad
was talking about?

They've been dealing
to a friend of mine,

and I got caught in the middle.

And you figure the best way out
is to pick up a gun?!

Hey, nobody's gonna get killed.

I might need it
to scare them off.

It never stops there, Danny!

You got a gun, things happen.
People die!

Why didn't you just
go to your dad, or Neil?

- I can't!
- You can!

[SIGHS]

Where's Sean?

Look...

this isn't your problem.

Just let me handle it, okay?

Please?

I can't do that, Danny.

We'd better go talk to your dad.

Come on.

[GRUNTS]

Danny?

Danny, don't!

[OBJECTS CLATTERING]

Now what?

[GRUNTS]
It's Danny.

He just ran out the back.

- He took a gun.
- What?!

Why would Danny need a gun?

Oh, it's got something to do with
those punks and your crack problem.

- I think Sean's involved.
- Oh, my God.

Let's get after them.
I'll put out an A.P.B.

[DOG BARKING IN DISTANCE]

"You got to do it in the daytime

with people around,
like they do in L.A."

Man, I don't know
why I bought into you

and your big talk.

I'm walking.

You run now, and you are
never gonna stop running.

If the cops don't find you,
my people will.

But, see, if you do it my way,

you're gonna be numero uno
in this town, man.

It's gonna all be yours.

- Do you hear me?
- [ENGINE STARTING]

Yeah.

Okay.

Now, we find that schoolboy.
He's the only witness.

We cap him off,
the cops can't touch us.

Yeah, what about the other one?

We already own him.

[CHUCKLES LIGHTLY]

Let's get out of here.

Sean!

Buddy.

Let's take a ride.

Come on, hurry up!

[BULLETS HITTING GROUND]

SPIDER:
It's your lucky day, man.

I'm gonna forget about
the bread you owe me.

I'm gonna give you a free taste.

Hmm?

I'm looking
for a missing person.

I won't give you Danny.

[CHUCKLES]

Yeah, you will.

Come on.

It's party time.

Sean.

Sean, where's Danny?

I didn't want to tell 'em.

Sean!

You sold him out for this?!

No, they made me do it.

They were gonna cut off
my fingers with a razor, man.

Danny is my best friend.

I don't think
you have friends anymore.

You have sources.

Now, where is he?
Where'd you send 'em?

[VOICE BREAKING] Down to the
old pump station behind the old hospital.

I didn't want to tell them.

I didn't want to tell them!

All right, settle down.

Calm down.
Listen to me.

Look, if Danny really
is your best friend,

now is the time to prove it.

Go find your dad.

Have him meet me up there.

- You hear me?
- Yeah.

- All right?
- Yeah.

All right.

Do it. They could
have him already.

Go!

There he goes!

Let's go.

[PANTING]

[CREAKING]

[HINGES SQUEAKING]

[SIGHS]

[BIRDS SINGING]

YOUNG CHUCK:
This is so cool.

I still don't like this, guys.
What if we get caught?

We won't,
if you stop your belly-aching.

[ECHOING]
Pow!

[BIRD SINGING]

[THUD REVERBERATING]

Spider!

Look -- bullets.

You think he's got a gun?

Let's find out.

All right, that way.

Whoa.

[GUNSHOTS]

[GLASS BREAKING]

All right!

Where'd you learn
how to shoot like that?

My dad taught me.
Your turn, Jess.

I'll keep score.

- What about me?
- Sure.

[BIRDS SINGING]

[CHAMBER CLICKING]

[GUNSHOT]

[GUNSHOT]

[GUNSHOTS]

[SIGHS]

[BOLT SHUTTING]

- [KNOB RATTLING]
- [GLASS BREAKING]

[GUNSHOT]

[GUNSHOT]

Yeah.

Look at that.

- [CHAMBER CLICKING]
- [ECHOING] No!

I think I got him!

[PANTING]

Danny!

[GRUNTS]

Danny!

- [GUNSHOT]
- Oh.

Jesse!

It...
[PANTING]

can't hurt...
can't hurt this bad.

All right, hang on, hang on.

You're gonna be all right.

Come on...

[PANTING]

[GROANING]

All right, take it easy,
try to lie still.

[GROANS]

- [GROANS]
- CHUCK: He's dead, he's dead!

You killed him!

It wasn't me!

He's not dead.
Now, help me.

There's blood all over him!

Let's get out of here.

- Let's go.
- [JESSE WHEEZES]

Hurts.
I can't breathe.

Hold on, Jesse.

Stay with me, come on.

Hang on, Danny.

- [PANTING]
- Hang on.

[PANTING]

All right, let me see it.

[GROANS AND PANTS]

You're going
to be all right, Danny.

Ow. Oh.

Your dad and Neil are
on the way.

[PANTING]
They were...

They were... They were after me.

Two of 'em.

[PANTING]
I locked 'em in a room upstairs.

[GUNSHOT]

They're come... They're coming!

[PANTING]

[GUNSHOT]

Kick it in.

All right, let's go.

[PANTING]

All right, he's got to
be looking for a way out.

You go back where we came from.

I'll check up here.

If you find him, you kill him.

It's all right. Don't talk.
I'll find us a way out of here.

Wait, don't leave me.

Don't leave me.
Don't leave me.

I won't, Jess.
I'll get you to a doctor.

I'll be back, Danny.

Wh-Wh... What are
you going to do?

I'm going to make sure
we get out of here.

I'll be back.

[GUN CLICKS]

[GRUNTS]

[DOOR SLAMS]

Hey!

Who are you?

Who are you?

Where is he?

Who?

Do you want to die, too,
smart mouth?

Look, I don't know
what you're talking about.

I just work here.

Sure you do.

Why don't we just go see
where you were going?

Open the door.

Come on.
Come on, move over there.

Where is he?

I told you, I haven't the slightest
idea what you're talking about.

You've got one second
to find the truth.

[HAMMER CLICKS]

Okay.

He's down in the kitchen.

Let's go.

[GROANING]

[GROANS]

[MURMURING]

Oh, come on,
stay with me, Danny.

Stay with me.

It hurts...

I know, Jesse.
Just hang on.

[DANNY MOANING]

Stop!

Help! Stop, please!

Oh, come on, Jesse,
please don't die.

Stop!

Stop!

Please!

What is it, son?

Help, please.
My friend's hurt.

He needs a doctor.

[SIRENS BLARING]

Danny?

Danny! Oh, my God!

Get an ambulance
out here, quick!

He's going to be all right.

He's going to make it.

CHUCK:
Neil, come on!

One L-30, requesting
an ambulance, code three.

Up behind the old state hospital
on River Road.

Repeat, code three.

DISPATCH [OVER RADIO]:
Copy, one L-30.

Ambulance responding.

Fight for it, Danny.

Come on.

Look at this kid.

When are they going to
do something about guns?

It was an accident.
It was only an accident.

CHUCK:
You've got to help him.

He's lost an awful lot of blood.

Get a line in him.

I'm sorry, son.

I've got a pulse.

He's reactive.

- Let's get him out of here.
- Right. Let's go.

He's going to make it.
He's going to make it.

Sean on crack.

I still don't know
how I missed it.

Oh, don't beat yourself up
over it, Neil.

You got him
in a treatment program.

That's a start.

And Danny's going to be
all right, too,

thanks to you.

Yeah, there it is.

Let's do it.

Oh, yeah. Oh, yeah.

You put that on the cake
at your tenth birthday party.

Your mom had a fit.

First she screamed,
then she beat the cake to death.

[LAUGHING]

How about this for you, honch.

Ah...

I was going to play
for the Twins.

You still got
a pretty mean slider.

Oh, yeah.

What is it?

Oh, you remember this.

The world-famous
MacGyver mousetrap.

Snag 'em and let 'em go.

Figured it'd be worth something
to the Smithsonian by now.

Maybe in the next 25 years.

Yeah, right.

[JESSE READING]

MacGYVER:
We miss you, Jesse.

[THEME SONG PLAYING]

MacGYVER: You never know
where life's going to take you.

This is especially true
when you've got a friend

like Penny Parker.

So I wasn't too surprised
when she called one day

and told me she had
inherited a mansion,

and would I mind coming
to look the place over?

But she only
stayed there one night,

and after that she
had the place locked up.

Wouldn't tell anybody
what happened to her.

That was almost 20 years ago.

So, Uncle Fred told...

MacGYVER:
There was a long story

behind the way Penny
came into her inheritance

and she was in no hurry
to shorten it.

In high school geometry,
I learned

the shortest distance between
two points is a straight line,

but when telling a story,

Penny always
takes the scenic route.

Hold it.

I think I hear
a point coming up.

Anyway, he told me
how Aunt Betty's estate

goes to the nearest
female relative

on her 25th birthday,

and today is my 25th birthday,

and I'm the closest
female relative

and before I know it,
I'm an heiress.

Isn't that wild?

And it was Pembroke who told me
that the house is haunted.

Uh! Now, we agreed...

Okay, okay,
I won't say any more.

Just talking about ghosts
gives me the shivers anyway.

Penny, I'm sorry.

The supernatural
is just an easy way

to explain
what we can't understand.

Well, at least it won't be so scary
with you there to look after me.

KIDS:
Trick or treat! Trick or treat!

[KNOCKING]

See anything?

It's too dark.

[PENNY SHRIEKS]

Oh, sorry. Thought you folks
were trick-or-treaters.

Hi. We're here about
the Parker house. I'm Penny.

The lawyer told me
you'd drop by.

This is my friend MacGyver.

Sylvia Lange.

I've got the keys to the house
right back here.

The gas and water
have been turned on

and the water's working,

but the pipes are liable
to be a little rusty.

Folks sure take Halloween
seriously around here.

The kids like it.

Oh, by the way,
the phone company says

they won't be able to send
out a man until next week,

but I have a friend over there,
and they may do better.

Pardon the rush,
but I've got to finish

the sheriff's re-election ad
in time for the next edition,

or he'll be steaming.

Did you know my Aunt Betty?

Oh, everybody in town
knew Crazy Betty.

Crazy?

You mean, like,
fun-loving and carefree?

I mean crazy.
Loopy as a loon.

Oh, Betty was a
nice sort of crazy,

but she was crazy --
especially near the end.

When did she die?

Well, nobody knows for sure.

You see, Betty disappeared
a couple of years

after her daddy was gunned down
by some gangster friends

who tried to muscle in
on his business.

Aunt Betty's father
was a gangster?

Bootlegger. Made the best
white lightning in the state.

When they repealed Prohibition,

he moved into
the gambling racket

and got blasted
full of holes for his trouble.

Oh, how awful.

Pushed Betty
right over the edge.

She stayed shut up in
that old house all alone.

One day she just...
left town for good.

That was in '58.

30 years to the day, in fact.

On Halloween night.

- They never found her, huh?
- Not a trace.

Even called in the FBI.

After seven years,
they declared her dead.

Have you ever heard any...

weird stories about the house?

You mean about it being haunted?

I told you.

Every child in these parts

tells stories about the old
Parker place being haunted.

Of course, they outgrow it
eventually.

[PRINTING PRESS CLANKING]

Sounds good.

Thanks for your help.

Can we stop and pick up some
things at the grocery store?

Sure.

[KIDS SINGING]

Betty?

[TERRIFIED SCREAMS]

PENNY:
What a creepy place.

MacGYVER:
Oh, it's just an old house.

[CROW CAWING]

[GASPS]

What's the matter?

Uh...

Just my imagination. I...

I have a right to be jumpy.

I'm an heiress.

[KEYS JINGLING]

[FUMBLING WITH LOCK]

I guess I am nervous.

Here, let me try.

[DOOR CREAKING]

You first.

[HINGES SQUEAKING]

[FLOORBOARDS SQUEAKING]

Hey, Penny.
Come on in. Take a look.

See? Told you.

Nothing to be afraid of.

That's easy for you to say.

I'm the one who found out
that I'm related to a gangster

and a madwoman.

Well, you know,
that doesn't surprise me.

What?

What I mean is...

every family's got
a black sheep in the pack.

There any black sheep
in your family?

You're looking at him.

Why don't you take
a look around?

I'm going to unload the Jeep.

Promise you won't be too long?

I'll be right outside.

[CREAKING]

[SQUEAKING]

[THUNDERCLAP]

[THUNDER CRACKS]

[DOWNPOUR BEGINS]

Aw, man.

[DOOR SLAMS]

[DOOR CREAKING]

Penny!

[KICKING DOOR]

Penny, I'm locked out!

MacGyver!
Wait till you see what I found!

I bet this was
Aunt Betty's room.

Look at the wallpaper
and linens.

Everything's so beautiful
and feminine.

It's like nothing's been touched
in here for years.

MacGyver, we could be
the first people

to set foot in here
since she disappeared.

I don't think so.

There's not enough dust.

Looks like somebody's
been keeping it up.

But who?

This is spooky.

[THUNDERCLAP]

Look at all these dresses.

Oh, these are beautiful.

Boy, Aunt Betty
had expensive taste.

Looks like she could have
used a good diet, though.

Huh.

[SOFT MUSIC PLAYS]

Where have I heard that before?

[THUNDER ROARS,
MUSIC BOX CRASHES]

Oh, no.

Oh, wow!

MacGyver, look at this.

[THUNDER CRACKS]

MacGyver?

[SQUEAKING AND CLATTERING]

This isn't funny.

MacGyver?

Surprise!

For the birthday girl.

You shouldn't have.

Oh, yes, I should have.

And you even made it yourself.

How can you tell?

Well, it's a little crooked.

Yeah, I guess it got a little
squished underneath my pack.

I wanted to surprise you.

Mmm!

Chocolate mint and banana icing.

You even remembered my favorite.

Yeah. Who could forget
a combination like that?

Happy birthday, Penny.

You know you didn't
have to do this.

I mean, just being here

so I don't have to be in this
creepy old house by myself

is the best birthday present
I could ever ask for.

Just make a wish, please.

Yeeeeee... yay!

Thank you.

Oh, the diary!

- What diary?
- This diary.

I found it hidden in my
Aunt Betty's music box.

By the way, are you any good
at fixing music boxes?

"A Penny For Your Thoughts"?

My name is on it.
This is getting really weird.

It is only a book, Penny.

No, it's not just the book.

It's this whole house.

Haven't you noticed
how it closes in on you?

Like you're being watched
all the time.

It's thinking like that

that's going to drive you
absolutely nuts.

Now, repeat after me:

There's no such thing as ghosts.

There's no such thing as ghosts.

Come on. There's...

There's no such thing as ghosts.

There's no such thing as ghosts.

[THUNDER CRASHING]

What was that?

MacGyver!

MacGYVER:
Wow!

Go on back inside.

I'll find the fuse box and try
and get the lights back on.

No sense both of
us getting soaked.

No way! I'm not going
back in that house!

I'd rather drown.

[SCREAMS]

MAN: Growing up,
I used to hear stories

about an old Indian
burial ground around here.

First time, anybody's ever
found part of it, though.

Well, I don't think
the Indians had dentists.

At least, none
that used gold crowns.

Well, I'll be...

I never noticed that before.

You an archaeologist,
Mr. MacGyver?

No, not professionally.

Too bad.

Have to wait for the state boys
to send us one.

It took forever
to clean the kitchen.

Penny, this is Sheriff Howells.

Uh, Cliff Howells,
at your service, ma'am.

It's a pleasure to meet the
new lady of Parker House.

Well, I feel more like
the grave keeper.

Would you like
a cup of coffee, sheriff?

Uh, thank you kindly.

The doctor says it
doesn't agree with me.

- It's too hard on my stomach.
- That's what he's always saying.

Besides, I got to back to town

and make some calls
about your friend here.

You're not going to let that
old skull just lie there, are you?

A few more days won't hurt any.

Maybe that thing
is my Aunt Betty.

I wouldn't get too excited,
ma'am.

We've been looking
for Betty for 30 years.

Never found nothing
but dead ends.

Now, you'd be just about as
lucky to find Amelia Earhart

or Jimmy Hoffa maybe.

We'll let the experts tell us.

Meantime, I'd appreciate it

if you folks make sure
nobody tampers with the remains.

Don't worry.

I wouldn't touch it
with a ten-foot pole.

You know, for someone who's
been working on a case for 30 years,

you'd think he'd get
a little excited.

Did you read this?

PENNY: Wow, I wish my
handwriting was that neat.

Yeah, look what
happens later on.

PENNY:
Then she was mad.

Well, I don't know
what the psychiatrists would say

but something sure
happened to her.

You know, I wish there was
some way of finding out

whether or not
that is Aunt Betty we found.

- Maybe there is.
- How?

I'll need to pick
some stuff up in town.

- You want to come along?
- No, that's okay. You go ahead.

I never really got a chance
to explore this place anyway.

Besides, it's not nearly
as spooky in the daytime.

- You sure?
- I'm sure.

I think.

[GASPS]

Boy, this is the weirdest
family reunion I've ever been to.

SYLVIA:
1958...

that's when Cloverton
was really something.

Big tourist industry...
until they moved the highway.

My father ran the paper then.

You know, if that skull
did turn out to be Betty Parker,

it'd be the biggest news
to hit these parts

since... well, since
she disappeared.

Sheriff Hollis
didn't seem too optimistic.

Well, you got to understand

Clifford inherited
that job from his father,

less than a month
before Betty disappeared.

It's one case he's never
been able to solve.

And don't think he doesn't get
his share of ribbing about it --

especially around election time.

You find what
you're looking for?

Well, there's lots of stories about
Betty Parker's disappearance,

but I can't find
a single picture.

Oh, that can't be.

Take a look.

Now, who'd want to go
and do a thing like that?

A better question
might be, "Why?"

PENNY:
"The house is alive.

I can feel it.

It watches me...
follows my every move.

I'm doomed to wander here,

alone for all eternity,

alone with the monster."

The monster?

[MUSIC BOX PLAYING]

MacGyver... you genius.

[CLOCK CHIMES DISCORDANTLY,
DISTANT CLATTERING]

[DISTANT CLINKING]

There's no such thing as ghosts.

There's no such thing as ghosts.

Oh, he'd better be right.

[LOUD CLANGING]

Stop it!

[CLANGING STOPS]

Please be over.
Please be over.

[THUNDEROUS RUMBLING
AND CLANGING]

[SCREAMING]

[PANTING]

[GASPS]

[SCREAMING]

[MAN SCREAMING]

Don't do that!

[PANTING]

MacGyver, you nearly
scared me to death.

Well, we nearly went together.

What on earth
are you doing in there?

I found some more bones in here.

It's definitely a woman.

Oh, well, that's wonderful news.

I mean, between you
and those horrible noises...

What noises?

In the house.

Don't tell me
that you didn't hear them.

Oh, it's probably the plumbing.

The plumbing
does not bang on walls

and drag things around and moan.

And the music box...

please tell me
that you fixed it.

MacGyver...
oh, that does it.

I just want to pack up my things
right now and I want to go home.

Penny, whatever's
going on around here

has got nothing to do
with ghosts

or goblins or the supernatural.

There's a purely logical
explanation for everything.

Really?

Well, that would sound
a lot more reassuring

if you weren't
holding a human skull.

Is this okay?

Yeah, that's perfect.

Very perfect.

You didn't happen to find a picture
of your Aunt Betty, did you?

No. Nothing.

You know, even her
portrait was cut out.

Like someone wanted to get
rid of all trace of her.

Well, then I guess I'm
gonna have to work blind.

How can you find out what a
person looks like just from a skull?

Well, these erasers

will help judge
the thickness of the skin.

Then I build up from there.

It's kind of like three-dimensional
connect-the-dots.

Well, sounds like it's
gonna be a long night.

I'm gonna go make some coffee.

"They're all trying to kill me.

I can't trust anybody.

He wants me to see Dr. Simms.

He says it's for my own good,
but I know it's a lie.

Dr. Simms is a butcher.

He can't make me go to him.

I won't let him.
I won't..."

Boy, it gets hard to read.

You know, from the looks of it,
she could hardly hold the pen.

You're beat.
Why don't you get some sleep?

I'll let you know
when this is done.

Oh, maybe you're right.

I just hope all this
doesn't give me nightmares.

Good night.

[SLOW FOOTSTEPS]

MAN:
Betty...

What was that for?

You know... the flowers.

I mean, you did put them
in my room, didn't you?

Penny, I think you're right.

There is something weird
going on around here.

What do you mean?

MacGyver! It's me.

Not quite.

Penny... say hello
to your Aunt Betty.

Now you might think it's funny,

but I don't appreciate
Halloween pranks.

Trust me, sheriff.
This is not a prank.

The last thing I need
is a couple of amateurs

getting in the way
of police work.

MacGyver's not an amateur.

Well, actually, I am.

HOWELLS: Do you
two know the penalty

for tampering
with state evidence?

Oh, ulcers be hanged.

It's too early in the day to deal
with this nonsense without a coffee.

- Do you want another one?
- Sure.

- Want some sugar?
- PENNY: Yes, please.

You know, we're really sorry.

We didn't mean
to cause any trouble.

Yeah, I'm sure you didn't,
ma'am.

MacGYVER: Sheriff, maybe
what we did was wrong,

but this skull should be enough

to get the state forensic lab
interested.

Interested enough
to laugh in my face.

I don't think they'd laugh
if they saw the diary.

Diary?

Oh, we found
Betty Parker's journal.

As far as we can tell, it ended
about the time she disappeared.

She was always writing about
how everybody was trying to kill her.

Really paranoid.

You know, this is bitter.

Poor Betty.

Her mind just went.

Just kept getting
worse and worse.

She wouldn't let anybody
help her. Not even me.

Well, did she ever see
a psychiatrist?

HOWELLS: No, she
didn't trust shrinks.

MacGYVER: Well, there was a
Dr. Simms mentioned in her diary.

I don't recall the name.

I'd like to see this diary.

Where is it, Penny?

Penny?

- Penny?
- Hmm?

The diary... where is it?

The diary?

The diary.

Uh... I think it's upstairs.

I'll go get it.

Strange girl.

Very strange.

What have we got here?

Is this what she's looking for?

Oh, yeah. That's it.

She's a Parker, all right.

Strung tighter than
a fiddle string, all of 'em.

Aw...

Maybe it is this house.

Or, uh...

maybe it's in the Parker blood.

[MUSIC BOX PLAYING]

Home...

I've come home.

[MUSIC BOX PLAYING FAINTLY]

[MUSIC BOX CONTINUES]

MAN:
Betty...

No, get away from me.

[PENNY SCREAMING]

Penny?

Penny?

Penny?

"E.P. and C.H."

[CREAKING]

[CREAKING]

There's no such thing as ghosts.

There's no such thing
as ghosts...

[FAINT MOANING]

Penny?

No, please don't hurt me!

Please, don't hurt me!

What?

- Penny, what's the matter...
- Stay away from me!

It's me.
It's MacGyver.

It's all right.

Oh, MacGyver.

[SOBBING]
Oh, oh, it is you.

I saw it.

Wait a minute.
What are you talking about?

The monster.

What monster?
What are you talking about?

No!

PENNY:
No...

MacGyver...

Don't!

- MAN: Here.
- No!

MacGyver, don't hurt him!

What?

[SOBBING]

It's okay.

I'll look after him now.

Give me the ice bag.

Thanks.

Virgil didn't mean
to hit you so hard.

Virgil?

He doesn't know
his own strength.

You know, he carried me
all the way down here

after I fainted.

He's very protective.

Yeah... this, I know this.

Oh, I feel like there's a cannon
going off in my head, too.

You know, I don't know
what's wrong with me.

I was so out of it before.

Virgil thought
I might hurt myself.

Thought I might fall out
a window or something.

Yeah, well, he was right.

The sugar you put
in your coffee?

It was laced with some kind
of organic compound,

probably a hallucinogen
like mescaline, maybe.

Well, who would want to drug me?

MacGYVER:
That's what I'd like to know.

So this is where Betty's father

made his bootlegging
fortune, huh?

It's all right, Virgil.

He won't hurt it.

MacGYVER: So you
worked on this, huh?

It's my job.

I make the juice.

Betty liked the juice.

When he saw me in town,

he thought Aunt Betty had
come home after all these years.

You saw all those pictures.

I think Virgil
had a crush on Betty.

So he came down here to get
the still running again.

That explains all
your mysterious noises.

If she was drinking this stuff,
no wonder she went mad.

Well, it sure didn't help.

I don't think
it was the alcohol.

It was lead poisoning.

See all the patches
on these condensing tubes?

- They're made out of lead.
- What does that mean?

Well, it means that every drop of
the moonshine was contaminated.

There was so much lead phosphide
on her skeleton

that it sparked when
I scraped it with my knife.

So she was poisoning herself
without even knowing it?

And lead poisoning
affects the brain,

which explains
her paranoid behavior.

Then that's how she died.

MacGYVER:
No, I don't think so.

From the fractures I saw
on her skeleton,

I'd say she died in a fall.

But I think Virgil knows
more about that than anyone.

It's all right, Virgil.

You can tell me.

What happened to Betty?

HOWELLS:
He killed her.

After 30 years, it's almost
a relief to have it over.

Betty called me.

She said Virgil
was out of control.

When I got here, the two of
them were fighting in her room.

I saw Virgil throw Betty
out the window.

No!

Oh, Virgil.

Nobody blames you.

You've been protecting him
all these years?

Well, when my father died,

I promised I'd look
after Virgil.

I couldn't let him be
locked away like an animal.

Don't you see?

He's my brother.

I had no choice.

Well, I'm sure that's what
Howells wanted you to think.

What's that supposed to mean?

This was in Betty's room.

PENNY: I found that
in the window box.

There's an inscription
on the inside band.

"Forever - E.P. and C.H."

Elizabeth Parker and...
Cliff Howells?

Probably fell off when you

pushed her out the window
30 years ago, huh?

Sylvia, have you ever heard
of a Dr. Simms?

Simms? Oh, yes.

That scandal was on
the front page for months.

What scandal?

He was caught
performing abortions.

PENNY: All those big
dresses in Betty's closet.

Aunt Betty was pregnant!

MacGYVER:
You'd just been elected sheriff.

An insane woman, carrying
your illegitimate child?

You couldn't afford
that kind of scandal.

HOWELLS:
Nonsense.

Virgil killed her.

No!

I tried to save her.

He was hurting her.

I tried to stop him.

She fell.

I tried.

[SOBBING]
I really tried.

He said it was my fault.

Oh, so help me, Cliff,
if any of this is true...

I'm sorry, Sylvia.

I truly am.

Virgil was my only way out.

Oh come on, Howells.

Put the gun away
before someone gets hurt.

It's over.

You're right, Mr. MacGyver.

It is over.

For all of you.

This'll heat things up.

Give my love to Betty...
next time you see her.

[GRUNTING]

[FIRE ROARING]

Virgil, is there another way
out of here?

No.

No?

MacGyver, it's getting hot
in here!

Yeah, it's gonna
get a lot hotter

when the pressure
blows this boiler

and ignites all this moonshine.

Everything in this room's
gonna be fried to a... crisp.

Unless we can use that pressure
to our advantage.

You can see where the lime's
seeped into the rock here.

That means the upper part
of this wall is aboveground.

MacGyver, we're all gonna die

and you're giving us
geology lessons!

Virgil, I need your help.

We're gonna need to cap this.

Can you find something for me?

[ENGINE GRINDING]

Aw, come on.

Is it too much to ask
what you're doing?

With any luck, making a torpedo.

But we need something
to aim it with.

Here, you and Sylvia tie
these two pipes together

so they form a cross.

VIRGIL:
Is this right?

That's perfect, Virgil.

Make sure it's tight.

Ow!

What are you doing?

Building up more pressure.

But that'll kill us!

MacGyver knows what
he's doing, don't you?

The brass patch
has a lower melting point

than the steel boiler plate.

If I build up enough heat
and pressure,

the brass will rupture first.

Send enough steam into that pipe

to blow it through that rock.

I hope.

[ENGINE GRINDING]

[CREAKING]

Ah... I don't believe this.

All right, that'll do it.

Virgil, grab that pipe,
follow me.

Set it right in there.

Up a little,
right over the patch.

That'll do it. Everybody,
hide behind those barrels!

Virgil!

HOWELLS:
No!

[SCREAMING]

Oh... I can't believe it.

Oh, MacGyver, you did it.

I'd say we did it.

Look!

Oh, God, how horrible!

SYLVIA: Why didn't
he get out of the car?

I guess he didn't have time.

Or maybe someone stopped him
from getting out of the car.

I don't think the police
will press charges.

Sylvia had no way of knowing
that Howells was using her.

And Virgil...
well, his only crime

was being in love
with Betty Parker.

You know, I can't help
feeling sorry for him.

Yeah. I know what you mean.

I guess Aunt Betty
can finally rest in peace.

Yeah.

And so can we.

And maybe you can give up
this notion of believing in ghosts.

Well, I'm not so sure.

Penny...

it's like I told you.

There is a sane,

rational explanation for
everything that happened here.

[MUSIC BOX PLAYING]

Is that so?

[THEME SONG PLAYING]

[MAN SPEAKING SPANISH]

[MAN SPEAKING SPANISH]

I don't know
what you people want.

The Sister was only trying to save
that man's life when you found us.

That man was a traitor.

And when our Commander Rafael
arrives tomorrow,

he will want to know
your relationship with him.

Put them in the tent.

Enrique.

Why?

[MAN SHOUTS IN SPANISH]

[MAN SPEAKING SPANISH]

[MEN SPEAKING SPANISH]

[QUIETLY]: Peter,
are you all right?

Yeah, sure.

How about you?

Fine. A little scared.

But I know Sister Margaret
saw them capture us.

I'm sure the church underground
will make contact with our embassy.

The problem is, our government
can't take any official action.

Not until after the State Department
meets with President Monteyo.

The peace talks
are too sensitive.

- When are these talks?
- They begin tomorrow evening.

Oh, my dear God.

The man who died,

Enrique Salizar,
he told me the rebels

have placed a bomb
in the presidential palace.

It's set to go off
tomorrow night.

Who else knows about this?

We were captured
before I could tell anyone.

How's it going, Jack?

Hey, Mac! How you doing?
Que paso, hombre?

Long time no see.
How was the visit back home?

Oh, uh, it was good.
Yeah, uh, things went well.

Uh, listen, Jack, I, uh...

Oh, look, if it's about
that C-note I owe you,

I'm just waiting around
for payday.

No. No, no,
it's-it's okay.

It is?

If it's okay with you,
it's okay with me.

I'd love to stop
and chat with you,

but I got to deliver
these gourmet goodies.

MacGYVER:
Gourmet?

Frozen tacos and margarita mix?

Mmm! Tasty treats.

Bound for San Clemente Island.
You ever been there?

It's about 50 miles off the coast.
Four months out of the year,

the Navy shells
the living daylights out of it.

The rest of the time
they leave it to the bugs,

the scrub brush,
and one dozen red-blooded

American sailors
yearning for something

besides Navy chow
for dinner, so...

Dalton Air and Sea
to the rescue.

A few more runs like this,

and I'll have the payments
on this plane covered.

Well, at least the down payment.

Yeah. Uh, that's great, Jack.

Uh, listen, compadre...

I need a favor.

A favor from who?

You.

I need a favor from you, Jack.

- You do?
- Yeah.

- From moi?
- Yes.

MacGyver needs a favor from moi?

Yes, Jack.

Well, name it! Whatever, anything.
I've been waiting years for this.

Well, it's Pete.
He's in trouble.

The Phoenix Foundation
got an urgent message

from the church underground
in Barraca.

Barraca?

Yeah, the rebels have got him,

and our government
is too busy playing politics

to help him out,
so I'm going in.

I need a plane,

and I need a pilot.

I need you, Jack.

MacGYVER: With any luck,
this garage door opener of yours

will give us a jump
on the rebels.

DALTON:
You really think that'll work?

MacGYVER:
Well, I don't know.

The remote control
sends a signal

to the plane's reserve generator

and relays a power surge
to the prop starter; it should.

Sort of like
hot-wiring a car, huh?

Speaking of cars,
did you see the look

on those gas jockeys'
faces in Cancun

when I set this baby down
in front of that filling station?

They'll be telling
their grandkids

about the "Sky Gringo"
for years to come.

Hey, Sky Gringo,
maybe we should talk

about this trade you made
with the sailors in San Clemente.

You got your plan
with my garage door opener.

Yeah, and it did not include
a rocket launcher!

You said the church underground
got the location of the rebel camp

from an arms dealer
named Yifta, right?

Right. So?

So, poof! I'm an arms dealer.

We use my plan to get us in,
your plan to get us out.

What a plan! What a team!
Don't you love it?

MacGYVER:
Yeah.

Love it.

[MEN SHOUTING IN SPANISH]

[CHEERING]

[CHEERING CONTINUES]

- What could that be?
- [SIGHS]

Probably their leader, Rafael.

[CHEERING]

RAFAEL: Mis compadres,
look around you.

Here and now is the most
beautiful part of Barraca.

Why?

Because you, through your courage
and commitment to the revolution,

have freed it and secured it from
the tyranny of the Monteyo regime!

[LOUD CHEERING]

In these final, glorious days,

we have rid the traitors
from our ranks.

Now we must set our sights
on marching forward

to the capitol,
to final victory!

[CHEERING]

Your commander, Santina,

has turned you into
the finest unit in the field.

And I come to honor you.

Not by pinning medals
on your chests, no.

Medals are for dictators
like Monteyo.

Instead, your reward will be the
grateful cries of the Barracan people!

[CHEERING]

To be written on a new page
in our history!

Liberación!

ALL:
Liberación!

Liberación!

Liberación! Liberación!

[REBELS SHOUTING IN SPANISH]

So here is the traitor!

Yes, Rafael.

Very good.

- Bury him.
- Sí.

I especially want to offer you
my congratulations, Santina.

I understand that you personally
captured Enrique Salizar.

He was dead when I found him.

He was with a nun.

And... you have this nun?

Sí. And an Americano,
possibly a spy.

Thornton. A member
of the Phoenix Foundation.

I know this organization.

It often works with the DXS
on covert missions.

Have they told you what they
know about our plans for Monteyo?

No, nothing.
They have said nothing.

It is all so hard to believe.

Enrique and I grew up
in the same village.

I thought we shared
the same dreams for Barraca.

How could he betray us?

If I may borrow an old adage.

"These are times
that try men's souls."

Enrique's soul was weak.

Fortunately for us,
we saw his true colors

before the final hour
of our long struggle was over.

Yes, Rafael.

I must check in
with my main command post.

Then I will talk
to the prisoners.

DALTON: Ladies and gentlemen,
this is your captain speaking.

We've just crossed over
the Barracan territorial limit

and are approaching the coast.

Half an hour to touchdown.

Boy, you're really getting into
this disguise thing, aren't you?

We're dealing with some pretty
savvy individuals here, Jack.

Got to juice things up a
little bit or they won't buy us,

let alone that
rocket launcher of yours.

What do you think?

Be still, my beating heart.

The very picture of a sky
pirate if I ever saw one.

[MAN SPEAKING SPANISH]

[SPEAKING SPANISH]

I'm Rafael, commander
of the revolutionary forces.

And you are...?

Sister Clara.

With all due respect
to your religion, Sister,

the eleventh commandment
in this part of Barraca

is "Thou shalt not harbor
a traitor to the revolution."

She was simply helping
a wounded man.

She was helping the wrong man...
Mr. Thornton.

Oh, yes.
We all know who you are.

Operations director,
Phoenix Foundation.

Just what exactly are you doing
in my country?

The church asked me to help
get these Sisters back home,

and that's all.

We're not interested
in your bloody revolution.

A man of your...
position with the DXS

does not come all this way
just to escort nuns home.

I believe you came
to contact Enrique Salizar.

What did he tell you?

Your choice is simple.

You can tell me
what you know and...

go home...

or not tell me,
and you will never go home.

Notify Santina.

Then take them to the levee.

DALTON:
Get ready, Mac.

Ten minutes to show time.

MacGYVER:
Come on, Jack, this is real.

Let's just not
overdo it, all right?

Low key. Very low key.

Hey, you know me, Mac.
I can be a low-key kind of guy.

You've seen me unconscious
before, haven't you?

Just keep in mind,
Pete and the Sister

are counting on somebody,
and it's us.

What sister? I didn't
know Pete had a sister.

- Is she good looking?
- Hey!

Oh, like Pete, huh?

Sister as in the religious kind.
She's a nun.

A nun? You mean a nun-nun?

You mean
those servants of discipline

that rap
your knuckles with rulers

and make you clean erasers
after school?

[JACK SHUDDERS]

- MacGYVER: Jack?
- DALTON: What?

MacGYVER:
Keep the nose up!

DALTON:
Sorry.

Mac, you didn't tell me
it was guns for nuns.

You're overreacting.

Oh, yeah?
What do you know?

Those rebels
are probably down there

cleaning blackboards
even as we speak.

[SPEAKING SPANISH]

[SPEAKING SPANISH]

Again.

- What did Enrique tell you?
- Nothing.

He told us nothing.

The man died,
that's all there is to it.

I'm afraid I don't believe you.

Please!
He's telling the truth.

I don't think so.

[GUNFIRE]

[YELLING]

SISTER CLARA:
Peter! No!

[GROANING]
Oh, no!

The good Sister
was kind enough to care

for a wounded traitor
like Enrique.

Is your friend as important?

No! You'll kill him.

Yes, I will.

Unless you tell me
what I need to know.

The decision, good Sister,

is yours.

[GROANING]

[HAMMER CLICKS]

For God's sake, don't!

The truth!
What did Enrique tell you?

He said you sent
someone with a bomb

to kill President Monteyo.

[GUNFIRE]

Who else knows of this?

She captured us.

There was no way
we could tell anyone.

Rafael...

RAFAEL:
Who are you expecting?

No one.

Put them back in the tent.

We will finish this later.

[SPEAKING SPANISH]

[SHOUTING IN SPANISH]

MacGYVER: I'm
connecting the receiving unit

of the garage door opener
to the ignition system.

Keep the auxiliary power on,

all switches off except
the prop starter button.

And, Jack...

low key.

Low key.

[SHOUTING IN SPANISH]

[WEAPONS COCKING]

Hello. How are you?

Great to be here.

Nice day, huh?

Who are you?
What do you want?

Jack Dalton, Mercenary
Management and Equipment.

My associate,
Mr. MacGyver.

We're just buzzing the
hot spots in Central America

trying to whip up
a little business.

How did you find us?

Yifta, your weapons dealer.

He's got kind of
a loose mouth, see,

and, well, competition
being what it is...

Look.

We thought
you might be interested

in some heavy duty hardware --
yes or no?

Maybe they'd like to see a
sample of our latest product.

Of course they would.

This is something I guarantee

you won't be able to get at
your local sporting goods store.

MacGYVER: One genuine
Viper infantry rocket launcher,

complete with adjustable
scope for infrared sightings.

Yes, the Viper Infantry
rocket-launcher,

superb American design
and craftsmanship,

lightweight, yet durable,

accurate, with real
stopping power.

How 'bout a little
demonstration?

Now what you do is, you...

I guess she likes it.

It is a very good weapon.

You know, if you
order 50 or more,

we might be able to offer you

a substantial discount,
say, uh... 20%?

America, land
of free enterprise.

If we were to buy, say, 75,

we would expect a 30% discount.

And how soon could
we expect delivery?

Well, we do have that
overstock in Miami.

We could add that
to the inventory

on the shipment
out of Costa Rica.

We have to phone ahead and have
them pre-package to avoid Customs.

MacGYVER:
Easy enough.

DALTON:
Okay.

I'll tell you what.

If we can square a
deal this afternoon,

I can land it for you here
in two days, no problem.

Excellent.
Come with me.

We'll discuss the particulars
over a cerveza, sí?

I could use a cold one.

My munitions man
will check out the weapon.

Good idea.

That plane that went over.

Did you see a name on it?

No. Why?

Nothing, just...

[CHUCKLES]
...wishful thinking.

So, how 'bout if I take
a look at your inventory?

Maybe see what you're
in the market for?

That is all this
is to you, isn't it?

A business.

Everybody's got to make
a living, captain.

By selling death at a discount?

Hey, we're not killing anybody.

No, but you bring
guns to my country,

like the ones that butchered
my mother and father.

New ordinance.
Check it out.

When we win this revolution,

we will have no further
need of people like you.

You are just one
of many hard choices

one is forced
to make for freedom.

Yeah, well,
I'd love to stand here

and talk revolutionary
political philosophy with you,

but, uh, it was a long flight.

Got a place I could freshen up?

Over there, by the ammo shed.

Now look at this stuff.

You don't want to lug
around a lot of hardware.

You guys are guerrillas. Bump and run,
that's your game, right?

So you'll want to stick with
disposable launch weapons.

You Americanos...

you always have
an angle, don't you?

Business major, U.S.C.

Political Science, Berkeley.

Berkeley?

Well, it's nice to see higher
education at work. Salude.

Who are you?

A friend of Pete's.

Oh...

MacGyver...

He's been shot.

Oh, man.
Hang in there, Pete.

We'll get you out of here.

As far as I could tell,
there's only one guard outside.

When I give you a nod,
call him in here.

Guard! He needs help!

This man is dying!
Please.

Please hurry.

We can't get past all of them.

Yeah, we need a diversion.

When things
start happening, we move.

Will we have
to move him very far?

Just as far as the plane.

Okay.

Get ready.

[GROANING]

[GLASS BREAKING]

[SHOUTING IN SPANISH]

What was that?

It must be my friend,
taking inventory.

[SCOFFING]
Berkeley.

[SHOUTING IN SPANISH]

[SHOUTING IN SPANISH]

[SHOUTING IN SPANISH]

Mac! Pete!
What'd they do to you?

I'll tell you later.

[GROANING]

[ENGINE STARTS]

Let's go.

The gringos!

They're getting away!

[SHOUTING IN SPANISH]

[RAPID GUNFIRE]

Stop them!
Stop the plane!

Come on, baby, come on!

Cease fire!

Raphael, the radio.

[SPEAKING SPANISH]

How's he doing?

- Not good.
- He's not alone.

Somebody put a couple
of holes in us, too.

DALTON:
Oil pressure's dropping.

Engine's overheating.

[ENGINE SPUTTERING]

Come on, baby.

Come on, just get up over
this one more hump.

MacGYVER:
Pull it up, Jack.

DALTON:
Come on, please, baby.

Come on, baby.

[ENGINE SPUTTERING]

It's no good.
The oil line has been hit.

I'm gonna have to set her down
or we'll burn the engine out.

MacGYVER:
110 degrees and rising.

[ENGINE SPUTTERING]

We're going down!

Hang on.

[ENGINE SPUTTERING]

DALTON:
Steady, baby.

Here we go, ready?

Jack, you're gonna run out of
water if you put it down here!

Hold on!
Kamikaze time!

MacGYVER:
Oh, man!

DALTON:
All right, steady baby.

Steady.

Touchdown!

Oh-ho-ho!

Jack?!

DALTON:
Whoa, baby. Whoa!

Whoa!

We're going to crash!

Let's set him down over there.

Take it easy.

He's still bleeding.

Yeah, I know.

MacGyver...

Monteyo...

warn him.

Take it easy, Pete.
What's he talking about?

One of Rafael's men is going
to kill President Monteyo.

A bomb is set to go off in
the presidential palace tonight.

The first meeting... 7:00.

That's less than
six hours from now.

I'll radio the airport
tower in the capitol.

Look at this.

I'm the proud owner of an open
can of sardines with wings on it.

No, I do not have
insurance for rebel gunfire.

Uh, hello...

Nadero, do you read me?
Come in, please.

Do you read me? Over.

Na...

Am I on the right
frequency here?

It doesn't matter.

You've got to be up above these
mountains to transmit a signal that far.

You're right.

MAN: Bravo-Santina.
This is Eagle's nest.

I've spotted a plane.
It has crashed. Repeat.

The plane, it has crashed.

They found us.

SANTINA:
Receiving you, Eagle's nest.

Are there any survivors?

Sí, they're trying
to radio the capitol.

By my last sighting,
I make them out to be...

eight miles north
of my position.

They must have
crashed near Juahero marsh.

Did they make any
contact with the capitol?

No, Capitain Santina --
the mountains,

they're blocking the signal.

[LAUGHING]

Good. Good, Eagle's nest.
You maintain your position.

We will join you
within three hours.

We are on our way. Out.

Three hours, eight miles.

At the most, we've got five
hours to get out of here.

Well, it's gonna take a lot more than
a wing and a prayer to get airborne.

I mean, look at my plane,
Mac, look at it.

A gash like that'll make
it sink like a rock.

I know, Jack.
I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, too.

Oh, well, can't stand around
feeling sorry for myself.

That's not gonna
help Pete any, is it?

Or President Monteyo.

He's sitting on a bomb right now
and doesn't even know it.

I can rig a piece of hose from your
fire extinguisher to patch that up.

Maybe we can patch this float
with something, too.

Yeah, we can heat that strut
and bang it out straight.

That's all fine and dandy,

it's not gonna make
the runway any longer.

We need ideal conditions to take
off and these ain't them.

We're grounded, buddy.

I know that, Jack.

I know.

Assemble the men.

Commander...

We let them escape.

I will not be hunted down.

- It is over.
- It is not over.

May I inform you
that the gringos

have made a forced landing
near the Juahero marshlands.

They are alive.

Have they made radio contact?
With the capitol, with anyone?

No, no, they cannot.

Because the mountains are
blocking all their transmissions.

Then Monteyo's still a dead man,
as long as we can get to them first.

Round up your men.
We leave at once.

We're gonna have to
seal it, somehow.

Any ideas?

Fiberglass.
Or a variation of it.

The first thing we need
is the fiber.

How about the life
jackets in the plane?

Waterproof, fibrous.
I'll go get 'em.

How's he doing?

He's doing great.

[PANTING]

Don't worry about me.

Just get us out of here.

I'm working on that, Pete.
I'm working on it.

Sister, you want
to give me a hand here?

How's he really doing?

He's not great.

His wound is very serious.

How did this happen?

Rafael shot him.

He wanted to learn what we knew
about the assassination plot.

And I'm the one who told him.

Well, how'd you get
the information?

From Enrique Salizar.

Rafael's chief of staff.

He defected and Rafael
shot him in the back.

And you helped him
after he was shot?

Enrique saw Rafael
for what he really stands for.

All he's interested in is the power
and what it can get him.

Sounds like another Duvalier
or Noriaga in the making.

Are they still attempting
to make radio contact?

No, sir.

Good. Very good.

Rafael.

Even if the gringos do escape,

why should this affect
the progress of our revolution?

My plans hinge
on that bomb going off.

If it doesn't,
it is just one more setback.

We will continue to fight,
as we have in the past.

Santina, I am not interested
in going down in history

as a man who fought
for a decade in the mountains.

I want what Monteyo's death
can give me now!

Give you?!

The people, of course.

Vamanos!

You are amazing,
Mr. MacGyver.

Making something out of nothing,
like a miracle worker.

Well, it's gonna take a miracle
if we're gonna get off the ground

in... three hours.

I'd appreciate it if you'd put
in a good word with the boss.

Consider it done.

[ENGINE REVVING, SHOUTING]

Idiots!

Why are they not
prepared for this terrain?

They are good men, they serve
our cause well, Rafael.

We are at least
two hours away from them.

Leave the Jeep.
Bring the equipment.

We go on foot from here.

[SPEAKING SPANISH]

What is it this vile,
black goop is supposed to do?

Well, this rubber
and nylon compound

will make a waterproof seal
on the cloth fiber.

[GROANS]

There we go.

That shouldn't take
too long to dry.

Listen, Jack.

I'm sorry I got you into this.

Not half as sorry as you'd be
if you left those two behind.

You want to get
that strut back on?

I can handle this.

Move!

[GROANING]

Hey...

MacGyver...

how are we doing?

We're doing great, Pete.

Have you out of here in no time.

You never were a good liar.

Hell of a way to go, huh?

I always thought

I'd drop dead at my desk,
or on the ninth tee.

Come on, knock it off,
will you, Pete?

Hey, come here.

Not everyone...

is lucky enough
to have a friend like you.

I feel honored.

I mean that.

So... if we all don't
make it out of here,

I...

[GROANS]

Pete?

Pete!

Sister!

Pete, do you hear me?

Come on, man.
Come on.

He's lost so much blood.

Unless we can get
him out of here,

there's nothing more we can do.

[BOTH GRUNTING]

I think it's gonna hold.

All right, let's get Pete
in the plane.

Pete.

Pete, let's get
you in the plane.

Come on, man.

Take it easy, huh?

Yeah.

[THORNTON GROANING]

We'll have you
out of here in no time.

Yeah.

- Jack, give me a hand here.
- Now what?

If we didn't have
enough runway to land,

we're sure not gonna have
enough to take off.

We're gonna need a lot of help
to get that thing airborne.

Okay.

I'll anchor down the plane.

You crank it up.
Peak out the RPM.

I'll release the rope,
and we're out of here.

No way.

It'd take a rocket to lift us out
of here with that much runway.

Rocket!

JATO.

Jet Assisted Take-Off.

The Vipers.

The Vipers.

[WATER SLOSHING]

Commander,
we know their radio is working.

If we contact them and offer
them a chance to surrender,

they could prove
valuable hostages.

I am not interested in hostages.

The Americanos will die,

and so will Monteyo.

We can mount the rockets
against the float struts.

That'll give us just enough
extra thrust to hop on out of here.

Yeah, but we still need a way
to ignite them both

at the same time...

or the plane's gonna
spin like a top.

SANTINA [OVER RADIO]:
Attención Americanos, come in.

This is Captain Santina.

You will not be harmed
if you surrender now.

You will not be harmed.

Repeat, you will not be harmed.

Come in. Do you read?

[STERNLY] Your safety is
guaranteed if you surrender now.

Yeah, who's gonna
guarantee that, Santina?

You?

Yes. I guarantee your safety.

You can't guarantee anything,

not even what
you're fighting for,

not as long as you're
taking orders from Rafael.

I did not ask you for a sermon.
I asked you for your surrender.

You're not gonna get it.

You might think
Rafael is fighting

for the same thing as you,
but he's not.

He's only interested
in one thing: himself.

Why do you think your friend,
Enrique, turned on him?

Enrique was a traitor.

Yes, he was, to Rafael,
but not to you,

not to the Barraca
you're hoping for.

Rafael shot him in the back.

I do not believe you.

That's up to you,
but I'd watch my back.

Vamanos.

Keep praying, Sister.

We got 45 minutes
till that bomb goes off.

Commander...

once we have
the gringos in sight,

I think it would be wise to
approach them with caution.

Caution?!

Battles are not won
with caution.

No, sir.

But we cannot know what weapons
we may be up against.

If you are not prepared
to lead your men,

then I will.

That's great, Jack.

Now loop the rope
around the rear spreader bar.

Rig it with a slipknot.

Aye, aye.

What do you got there?

The quartz igniters.

They're off the rockets.

I'll wire it so I can trigger the
missiles from inside the cockpit.

Great. How do they work?

They're ignited
by a sharp impact.

We can use the hammer from
the toolbox as a firing pin.

They're in range!
Start the mortar!

Quick! Quick! Quickly!

We take out the plane first,
then go in and clean up.

As you said, they may have
weapons we don't know about.

Take cover!

Okay Mac, this rocket's ready.

Sister?

Lay these wires
between the seats.

MacGyver...

Pete doesn't have much time.

Neither do we.
Jack, let's start it up.

You got it. We'll be out of here
easy as bim, bam...

- [EXPLOSION]
- Let's get out of here!

You missed!

- Are you blind?!
- [GRUNTS]

I thought these men
had field experience.

Let's blow this pop stand!

[ENGINE SPUTTERING]

Get me someone who knows
how to deal with artillery!

I cannot do that, commander.

Are you refusing a command?

We have no more mortar rounds!

The gringos blew up
our ammunition shed.

Do you remember?

Commander...

we will take them on
face to face.

Vamanos!

Move out! Come on!

We'll take them alive. Vamanos!

DALTON:
700 rpm.

Eleven hundred.

Fifteen hundred.

1,700 rpm.

2,300! Now, Mac!

- Yank it!
- [GRUNTS]

MacGyver, what's happening?!

Your slipknot's not slipping!

[GUNSHOTS]

[SHOOTING CONTINUES]

Stop!

Cease firing!

Cease firing!

Hang on, Mac!

Upsy daisy!

Whoo! Yes!

DALTON:
We are airborne!

RAFAEL: Why didn't
you keep firing, idiots?

Monteyo lives
if you let them get away!

Take him!

MAN:
Agarranlo!

Yes, Enrique showed
his true colors.

Now you have shown us yours!

You cannot do this.

I will have you shot.
All of you!

Shot!

I will have you shot!

[GRUNTING]

Let me go!

Let me go!

Airport Nadero.

Calling Airport Nadero.

This is an emergency.

Mayday.

Do you read?

This is urgent.

There is a bomb set to go off
in the banquet hall

of the presidential palace
in 15 minutes.

I repeat, there is a bomb
set to explode

in the presidential palace.

Do you understand?

Over.

MAN [OVER RADIO]:
Affirmative.

We read you loud and clear.

Presidential security
will be notified immediately.

[SIGHS]

Jack.

Yo.

Where's MacGyver?

He's flying economy, Pete.

Uh... not to worry.

He's, uh...

he's comfortable.

MacGYVER:
Jack...!

"Monteyo allows first
elections in Barraca."

Well, it looks like Barraca is on
the road to democracy after all.

Well, with Santina representing
the rebels in the peace talks,

I'm not surprised.

Yeah, that Santina
was one hot tamale, all right.

I mean that with
the greatest of respect.

I mean, anybody that could put
Rafael on ice is okay with me.

So, Pete, how's the first day
back at work?

- Feeling okay?
- Yeah. Fine.

No hemorrhages or heart attacks
or loose organs roaming around?

[THORNTON LAUGHS]
Nope.

Why?

'Cause I don't want you to
keel over when you see my bill.

THORNTON:
Bill?!

Hold it right there, Dalton!

It's all there, big guy,
itemized for your perusal.

Flight time,
plane damage, hazard pay.

It's all there.

Oh, no rush,
I don't need it until tomorrow.

"Big guy"?

[SIGHS]

MacGyver, the next
time you want to ask

Jack Dalton to do you a favor,
do me a favor...

I know, Pete.

Don't.

Don't!

Don't.

[THEME SONG PLAYING]

MacGYVER:
For the past two months,

I'd been taking groups of
Phoenix Foundation field operatives

into the wilderness,

pitting them against nature
and themselves.

If they made it through the three
grueling days of survival testing,

they were recertified
for field duty,

and life went on pretty much
the same as always.

If they didn't make it,
like Bill Foy,

they were reassigned
to other duties.

I was tired.

I smelled like a monkey cage,
and I felt like a prize fink.

Who was I to judge my peers?

Rough day at the office?

Pete.

Just the man I wanted to see.

You've got to get me off
this assignment.

I just washed out Bill Foy.

Bill Foy?

Yeah, and I don't feel too good
about it, either.

Well, you do realize he's
ten years younger than I am.

Well, I guess he just spent
too many years behind a desk.

He was out of it by the end
of the first day.

And... he broke his leg.

Well, that's what
I'm here to tell you.

You've got, uh,
one more party of one

and then you get your rotation
off the assignment.

One. Must be
somebody pretty important.

- Yeah, it is.
- Yeah? Who?

Me.

You want some stew?

I made it myself.

Well, out of a can.

It's hot.

Yeah, word came down
about a week ago.

No exemptions from
recertification.

I put it off as long as I could.

I didn't think anybody as high up
as you had to go through this.

Listen, I set this
program up myself.

Years ago.

Because I believed
that field operatives

had to be ready for anything.

Otherwise they
couldn't be trusted.

And, uh... now here I am,

and, uh... [CHUCKLES]

I let myself get just a...
little bit out of shape.

You're not worried
about this, are you?

Worried?

Listen, what's to worry?

I've just got to face it.
Either I make it, or I don't.

You're worried.

Yeah.

Look, Pete, I'd be lying to you
if I said this course was easy.

But it's nothing you haven't
been through before.

Yeah. I aced it once.

Last time, I even enjoyed it.

Of course that was...

a hundred years
and 30 pounds ago.

Well, it... isn't anything
I haven't done before.

Right?

Follow me.

Closely.

[GRUNTS]

- Pete, you okay?
- Yeah.

That's kind of a tough landing.

Oh... lucky I've got the
padding for that, eh?

So, what's next on
the list of tortures?

Well, I call it
an obstacle course.

Some of the others call it
MacGyverland.

MacGyverland?

Okay, I've done that.

Now what?

All right.

Ready for this?

The first move is up the ladder.

Then you're out to the rope...

crawl across here...

ease yourself down the rope.

Hang onto the rope for this.

Keep your feet together.

A little flourish at the end...

See, it's not so bad.

MacGyverland, huh?

How did Bill Foy do here?

Well, actually, this is
where he broke his leg.

Oh.

[GRUNTING AND GASPING]

Take it easy now.

Oh!

[GROANS]

Come on Pete,
let me give you a hand.

I think I could use
a whole body.

Here...

Ow!

Thanks.

So, uh...

level with me, MacGyver.
How am I doing so far?

Better than Bill Foy.

Next stage is over here.

[THUNDER RUMBLING]

Oh, that workout this
afternoon wasn't bad enough.

Now we've got to put up
with lousy weather.

Oh... oh...

I'm going to sleep right here.

On my pack.

[GROANS]

And if I need anything more
to eat than this orange,

I'll eat my shoe.

If I can get it off.

Oh. Has it really come to this?

Oh... middle age,
fallen arches...

blisters.

And now acute humiliation.

Well, there's no reason
to be humiliated.

This is a tough course.

Yeah. And I'm washing out on it.

I saw you writing
in that notebook.

Don't you think the first day
is a little early

to be judging
something like this?

That's just the point.

It is only the first day.

Look Pete, the only thing you
should be concerned with right now

is finding some food
and bedding down.

Don't patronize me, MacGyver.

I don't think I can stand that.

You think that's what I'm doing?

No. I think that's what
you're trying not to do.

You know I asked for this
recertification...

before you got rotated
off the assignment.

Why?

Because if I am
going to wash out...

I want to do it in front
of a real friend.

Pete, if the absolute
worst happened,

and they reclassified you
out of field operations,

where would you transfer?

I wouldn't.

I'd retire.

Yeah. You tried that once
before, remember?

It took you two days and you
were climbing the walls.

You might as well just admit it,

you were not meant
to be inactive.

Hmm...

Besides, you're too valuable
to the Phoenix Foundation.

Well, that's just it, see?

Because I still feel valuable.

I know I'm valuable.

I mean, if I can't go out
into the field, and actually

do some real good...

what does it all add up to?

Besides, what would you do
without me?

To bail you out of all the trouble
you're so good at getting into.

[CHUCKLES]

That's a good question.

Yeah.

And in keeping
with that sentiment...

what do you say we go gather
some nuts and berries?

And some more wood.

Attaboy, never say die!

You betcha!
Full speed ahead.

Blisters and all.

Oh!

What is it?

Not good.

From the condition
of the bodies,

they couldn't have crashed
more than ten or 12 hours ago.

THORNTON: Look at that.
Camera mountings.

"Breck Taylor.

Drug Enforcement
Administration..."

Air surveillance.
Gotta be.

Oh... what a waste.

Hey, Pete, take
a look at this engine.

Or what's left of it.

Well, the whole exhaust
system has been blown away.

That's the hottest part
of the plane.

Are you thinking
what I'm thinking?

Heat-seeking missile?

Yeah, I'd be willing to bet these
guys were shot out of the sky.

Well, you know they're
gonna send out search planes.

I mean, if whoever
did this is still out there,

it could happen again.

Yeah, well,
we can forget that radio.

The crash pretty much fried it.

There wouldn't be enough juice
in that battery

to transmit very far anyway.

Listen, we've got to notify
somebody, somehow.

I know, Pete.

The problem is, it's
a three-day trek out of here.

[SIGHS]

Well, if they were
photographing when they crashed,

this camera ought to let us know
what they were looking at.

Yeah... if we had some
way to develop the film.

Do we?

Well I'll need
some battery acid,

which I can get
from the plane...

potassium bromide, bicarb...

Well, we can get those
from the first aid kit.

Ammonia capsules.
They'll be in the kit, too.

And I can use the juice
from one of your oranges.

Orange juice?

[LAUGHS]

MacGyver, come on, that...
that's amazing.

- Are you sure that's gonna work?
- Nope.

I covered the bodies
the best I could.

Wish I could have done more.

How's it going?

Well, it's been long enough.

Let's try it.

Now it's gonna go dark in
a few seconds, so look fast.

That's a lake, and a seaplane...

THORNTON:
Two men, running.

Look, one of them's
holding something.

Maybe the missile launcher.

MacGYVER:
Right there.

That's where they fired
the missile.

The rest of them are blank.

We're looking
at high-tech munitions,

cold-blooded murder,
and a DEA plane.

It smells like
a heavy drug operation to me.

Yeah, well, this is the
right area for it. It's perfect.

The only lake around here
that's big enough to support

a seaplane is Crystal Lake.

Well, how far is it?

About six hours,
over rough terrain.

[SIGHS]

You up to it?

Well, I have to be.

Have you got a plan?

I think we should try to get to
their plane and radio for help.

Oh, that's simple enough.

Tough part's getting there.

I'm not gonna slow you down.

Okay.

[PANTING]

[AIRPLANE APPROACHING]

THORNTON: Looks
like the one in the picture.

MacGYVER: That's definitely
headed towards Crystal Lake.

From the direction, I'd say it
was coming from the open sea.

Mother ship operation?

Yeah, they're getting
very popular on the west coast.

Someone's gonna come looking
for that plane we shot down.

It's been almost 24 hours now.

I say you call in
your distributor

and we get this thing
over with now.

We have two more runs
to make to the ship.

My people are expecting
1,800 kilos in that cave.

If their customers get a
partial delivery, they'll kill us.

Is that simple enough for you?

This operation was supposed
to be undetectable!

The very best.

You know, I'm gonna tell you,
Crandall.

I don't like how this is going.

I hired you to fly,
and that's what you'll do.

Now let's get it done.

[PANTING]

MacGyver!

I know I said I wouldn't
hold you up, but I got to stop.

Just for a minute.

MacGYVER:
Well, we got 'em.

There's a seaplane
on the south shore.

Looks like they're
getting ready to leave.

THORNTON:
So what do we do?

They could be
making another run.

I say we check out their camp.

We could be there in a...
quick, two-hour hike.

You know, I would think,
out of respect for an older man,

and your superior,

you would have the common
decency to be a little bit winded.

Let's pack 'em a little higher
this time

and get it over with.

Yeah, I'll go for that.

[PANTING]

Looks like the plane
was moored here.

Well, there's no campfire,

ashes, anything.

I say we look for a stash.

Now I like that, Pete.

You're thinking like a smuggler.

Well, the brain
is the last thing to go.

Yeah, what's the first?

Uh, can't remember.

[PANTING]

All right.

We'll radio on the way back.

Have the next load on the launch
by the time we land.

[ENGINE STARTING]

Hey, Pete...

It's a generator.

Here... take my flashlight.

Here, let me get your light.

No one home, huh?

Well, let's take a look.

Well... look what they've
got behind door number three.

Talk about a stash.

There's got to be more
than a ton here.

Yeah, I'd be willing to bet
somebody's coming back.

Whoa!

That's coke.

Must be $50 million worth here.

Take one of these along
for evidence?

Yeah. Good idea.

[APPROACHING AIRPLANE]

- Do you hear that?
- What?

Listen.

[ENGINE LOUDER]

Let's get out of here.

Pete... wait a minute.

They've still got to unload.

Let's hide down in there.

When they're both in the storage area,
let's make a move to the plane.

All right.

Right there.

Turn off your light!

[GENERATOR WHIRRING]

Crandall!

Someone's been here!

You hear me?
Get in here!

Pete!

Suck it up.

Suck it up!

I am.

[DEEP INHALE]

Wilcox! Over here.

Let's go, Pete!

- There's two guys.
- Could be D.E.A.

Whoever it is,
they're not getting away.

Stay here and cover 'em.

Looks like this is
as far as it goes.

Get ready to run.

Get down, Pete!

Pete?

Yeah...

- Pete.
- Yeah.

You okay?

Oh... ow! Ow.

I'll live.

I'll hurt, but I'll live.

Sealed tight.

MacGyver, we would need wings
to get up to that hole.

Maybe not.

I think I can work a route.

There's still a chance
we can stop 'em,

if we get out of here together.

Are you suggesting
that I climb that?

One step at a time, Pete.

Let me have your hammer.

You and your heavy artillery.

You know you're lucky

you didn't bring the whole
mountain down on us.

Quit your whining.
Let's just get it done.

Grappling hook, right?

Right.

I was afraid of that.

[GRUNTING]

[GRUNTING]

Good job.

Oh, thanks.

Told you I could do it.

All right, Pete.

I want you to wait until I get
over there till you start out.

Yeah, sure.

Oh, one more thing, Pete.

Yeah?

Don't look down.

Okay.

All right, Pete, nice and easy.

That's it...

[GRUNTING]

Take it slow...

[SIGHS]

Come on, fatso, you can do it.

You said you could do it,
now do it!

What's that?

Nothing, I'm all right.

Come on, a little more.

Come on.

You've got it.

Attaboy!

See?

That wasn't so bad, was it?

No. It was fine.

One more pitch from that ledge
and we're out of here.

Great.

So uh, when do your customers
pick up the stuff?

Early in the morning.

By then we should be
sitting in my office.

When they find the coke

they radio us and uh,
we collect our piece.

This next part might be
a little tricky.

You mean uh, compared to the day
at the beach we've had so far?

Yeah.

Piece of cake.

All right, Pete, it's your turn.

It's kind of a rough go.

Give it a shot.
You got to do it.

Yeah, sure.

Give it a shot.

[GASPING]

[BRANCHES CRACKING]

- [BRANCHES CRACKING]
- Oh!

Hang in there, Pete.

Oh.

[BOTH GASPING]

Thanks.

I did it!

Yeah, you did.

[CHUCKLES]

All right, give me your hand.

[CLINK]

Did you hear something?

No...

[CLINK]

Take a look.

See you up top.

Yeah.

Okay, you ready, Pete?

Yeah.

[CRACKLING]

Hold it! I hear company.

Catch!

What?

Oh!

[COCKING GUN]

CRANDALL:
You see anything?

WILCOX:
Nothing.

Well, then get down here.
Let's go.

Yeah, yeah.

[WHISPERING]
Pete.

[WHISPERING]
Yeah?

[WHISPERING]
Pete?

What?!

- [WHISPERING] You okay?
- Yeah.

But I missed the rope.

What? Where is it?

It's 30 feet down.

Oh, man.

Can you reach me?

[GRUNTING]

No.

It's too far.

You're gonna have to climb.

[GROANS]

[PANTING]

All right.

Here I come.

[GRUNTING]

[GRUNTING]

That's right.
Come on.

[GRUNTING]

[GROANING]

There's a foothold
right by your right foot.

[GRUNTING]

[GRUNTING]

Where are they?

So we're finally back
to your simple plan, eh?

Yeah, I think I know
how to do it, too.

[CHUCKLES]
How did I know that?

We got to get them both away
from the plane at the same time.

I'll make my way down to the lake,
get their attention,

then head in that direction.
I'll try not to lose them.

And while you take them
for a stroll,

I'll make the call
on the plane radio.

Yeah. Once you do that,
get out of there.

- I'll meet you back here.
- Right.

Now give me your coat.

My coat?

MacGyver, it...

Never mind.
I don't want to know.

Give me a hand.

[TWIG SNAPPING]

- Hey, look.
- What?

There he is!
Get him!

There!

[RAPID GUNFIRE]

Phoenix Outpost. Come in.

Phoenix, come in please.

WOMAN [ON RADIO]:
This is Phoenix Base. Go ahead.

Phoenix.
Listen carefully.

This is Peter Thornton.
Crystal Lake, south shore.

[RAPID GUNFIRE]

- Aw...
- What?

One of them's still back there.

[GRUNTING]

[GROANS]

[GUNSHOT]

[GROANS]

[RAPID GUNFIRE]

[SIGHS]

Your friend's not here.

I shot him.

He wasn't, uh,
built for heroics.

You know, you've caused me
an awful lot of trouble.

Well, we tried.

[YELLING]

Pete!

[PANTING]

Does this count towards
my recertification,

or do I have to go back
to MacGyverland?

You just saved
the teacher's life.

Of course you passed.

[CHUCKLING]

[INDISTINCT
RADIO TRANSMISSION]

WOMAN:
DEA is really high on you two.

The rumor is, they're thinking
of giving you medals.

Medals?

I had my heart set on a chocolate
shake and a cheeseburger.

Well, I'm glad to see you
still have your sense of humor.

[CHUCKLES] Since the rest
of me is lost forever, you mean?

[LAUGHS]

We'll get you out of here
in the chopper

as soon as it's gassed up.

Anything I can do for
you in the meantime?

Could you arrange to have
me put to sleep?

Oh, come on, Pete,
it's not that bad.

Nah.

I'll live.

I owe you big.

If it wasn't for you,

I wouldn't still be
a certified field agent.

That's important to me.

Well, just consider it a down
payment on an old debt of mine.

What debt?

All the years
I've looked up to you.

Yeah?

You never told me that.

Huh... Hey.

You know, I lost
six pounds out there.

I may start dating again.

Oh, nurse.

[CHUCKLING]

[THEME SONG PLAYING]

MacGYVER: There's just something
about the Pennsylvania countryside.

It smells clean and innocent.

And after four weeks
crammed inside

a stuffy space simulator
testing lab,

my senses needed to get
reacquainted with nature.

It's as close to paradise
as you can get.

Fresh air, cool, green trees,
warm sunshine, and wildlife.

[TIRES SQUEALING]

Come on!

Be careful, Christy.

He's dead!

He's breathing,
but he's hurt badly.

[LABORED BREATHING]

Are you all right?

Grandpa will know what to do.

CHRISTY:
I'll stay with him.

No. They'll know
we were together.

You should go home.

CHRISTY:
But, Jacob!

JACOB:
We will take care of him.

I will see you tomorrow.

[SPEAKING GERMAN]

[CONTINUES SPEAKING GERMAN]

Do you remember what happened?

My Jeep went over a cliff.

I died...
and went to Thanksgiving?

[LAUGHS]

You... You did go over a cliff,
but you did not die.

Our clothing is Amish.

Oh.

That's a relief.

I owe you, young man.

And that little girl,
I'd like to thank her, too.

There was only my son, Jacob.

Must have been
the thump on the head.

My name is MacGyver.

I think.

[VEHICLE APPROACHES, BEEPING]

Rest, Mr. MacGyver.

I don't believe this!

We haul our equipment out here

so we can get an early start
in the morning,

and we find you drilling a well.

Our well went dry --
without water,

we cannot live our lives.

You don't live here anymore.

That's the point.

I have told your employer
many times,

we have no intention
of leaving our land.

Come morning, we're gonna
knock this place flat!

Can't you get that
through your thick skulls?

Calm down, Stevens.

I'll go call Wrightman.

Ah, let's go home.

We'll start up the
barbecue for dinner.

How about that?

Could we have
foot-long hot dogs?

[LAUGHS]
You're a hot dog.

[PHONE RINGING]

This is Wrightman.

What?

Yeah, okay, okay.

I'll be out there
in a few minutes.

No barbecue, right?

Trouble again,
out at the Amish farm.

- I'll go with you.
- No, you won't.

I don't want you
anywhere near those people.

I'll see you at home, okay?

Yeah. Mmm.

You people are something,
you know that?

You're too good to mix with us.

A war comes along,
and you won't fight.

Now you sit here
and break the law

and act like you can't hear
nothing nobody tells you.

Maybe it's because you
can't understand the English.

Is that it?

How about it, old man,
is that it?

MAN:
Stop!

Who's gonna stop me?

You, Tiny?

I'll drop you like
a ton of bricks.

[GRUNTING]

It's taken two years to get this
highway project off the ground.

Two years!

While the politicians
jerked around...

and we had to feed our kids on
nothing but hot air and promises.

Well, we're through waiting!

What?!

Don't... even think about it.

[CHUCKLING]

Now they got a cripple
to fight their battles for 'em.

Yeah, well if you'd go after
a little boy with an ax,

then I'm probably
just about your speed.

Put it down, Stevens.

I said, put it down.

I...

I apologize for the violence,
Mr. Miller.

These men are frustrated.

They haven't seen work
in a long time.

God put us here
to tend this land.

We are not going to leave,
Mr. Wrightman.

I-I don't know how
to make it any clearer.

This is no longer your land.

The government took it
through eminent domain.

You were paid,
you were paid a fair price.

We returned the money.

WRIGHTMAN:
Please, try to understand.

This isn't just a new highway
we're building,

it's an entire interchange.

It means gas stations,
motels, restaurants...

and employment that our
whole town sorely needs.

There is other land.

I told you before,

the only other possible route
is swampland,

and it costs
three times as much.

STEVENS:
You're talking to a brick wall.

Shut up, Stevens.

I respect your beliefs.

I know it's hard,
but I have no choice.

If you're still here
day after tomorrow,

I'll have to call
in the state troopers.

You will do as you must...

and so will we.

Get 'em out of here, Cross.

Come on. Let's go.

Mr. MacGyver!

[LAUGHS]

You are a poor patient,
Mr. MacGyver.

Why didn't your father
go to court

to get this highway
thing stopped?

John is my father-in-law,
and he is old order.

He will not accept
help from the English.

Well, you know,
under eminent domain,

the government can
legally take your land.

But there are ways to fight it.

It is not our way.

We do not know how to fight,
not even legally.

Where would you go
if you had to leave?

Oh, there is nowhere.

We belong here.
We were born here.

My husband died here.

God gave us this land,
and only He can make us leave.

There.

Ow.

You're a hothead, Stevens.
I don't need that.

What difference does it make?

We're gonna tear down
the place anyway.

Were you gonna tear
down the boy, too?

I wasn't gonna touch the kid.

That's not the way
it looked to me.

The only business
you had out there

was to drop that equipment off
for tomorrow.

I didn't send you out
there to threaten people.

I don't need
that kind of trouble.

They're drilling themselves
a new well.

Doesn't that tell you something?

I'm telling you something,
Stevens!

You pull that stuff again,
and, foreman or not,

you're off the crew.

That goes for everybody.

STEVENS:
Right!

Don't make any trouble
for the farmers.

I'm about to lose my house!

All I'm asking you --
all of you --

is to wait one more day,
that's all.

Day after tomorrow,
just show up,

ready for work.

Wrightman!

He's been giving them one
more day for the last two months.

Burns my hide the way
he bleeds for them Amish.

The wife's expecting me.

We all need the work, Stevens.

You're just going about it
the wrong way.

Squareheads!

Always causing trouble.

Maybe it's time they found out
what real trouble means.

Well, just cool off, Stevens.

See ya.

See you later, guys.

[INDISTINCT CONVERSATION]

Mr. MacGyver.

Mr. MacGyver.

What?

What's the matter?

Nothing.

It is breakfast time.

It's the middle of the night.

This is a farm.
We start early.

The men have already gone
for your Jeep.

They will be back by daylight.

Well, that's very nice.
Thank you.

I want to thank you

for talking to my son, Jacob,
last night

about hitting that man
with the baseball.

I tried, but...
he didn't really listen.

I'm only a woman.

But he listened to you.

Well, it's guy stuff.

He misses his father.

So do I.

Your breakfast is ready.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER, LAUGHTER]

Ah-ah-ah.

[CLICKING THROUGH TEETH]

Easy boy.

Ah.

That's amazing.

There isn't a tow truck
in the world

that could have gotten it here
that fast.

Thunder is very strong.

MacGYVER:
He's beautiful, too.

He used to be my father's.

He is mine now.

Well, what do you feed him,
Miracle-Gro?

That's a joke.

Uh-huh.

Um...

Never mind.

Jacob, take your animal.

Come, Thunder.

Good lad.

You can fix it?

I certainly hope so.

We know little of such things,
but, uh, we will help.

I appreciate that, Mis... ter...

Oh.

He is hard on the outside,
but he has a good heart.

He kind of reminds me
of Mr. Simpson.

Ah, it's a teacher
I had in the third grade.

He kept making me stand
in the corner.

And did you deserve this?

- [ROOSTER CROWING]
- Most of the time.

[LAUGHS]

Can you fix it?

Well, if it's not
too badly busted up.

I'm gonna need some help.

Do you think if you
asked your friend there,

he could give me a hand?

I, uh, cannot speak to William.

Meindung.

- Your what?
- Meindung.

It means shunning.

Will is being punished.

No one may speak to him or
communicate with him in any way.

Well, he must have done
something pretty bad.

He ran away.

He left us with no word
and went to Philadelphia.

He was there for two months.

He went to movies,
rode in automobiles,

and saw the city.

That sounds kind of normal
for a guy his age.

He did come back.

Yeah.

To stay,
and to take his punishment.

He will be one of us again...

some day.

How long does that take?

A year, perhaps two.

That's an awful long time
to be alone.

Must be kind of tough
on his family.

It is.

William is my brother.

Jacob, please don't move away.

I won't have anybody.

I'd die if you went away.

There's nothing I can do.

Your father's going
to tear down my house.

If he did and you moved,

would you forget me?

No, you're my best friend.

You swear you'll always
be my best friend?

I swear.

Me, too.

If you're ever in trouble,
I'll come to you.

And if I'm ever in trouble,
you'll come to me. Okay?

I swear.

MacGYVER:
Keep it coming.

A little more.

Little bit.

Good.

All right, let her down.

MacGYVER:
Little more.

All right, that's it.

Keep a little tension
on that chain, would you?

All right, I'll need
a socket wrench, please.

Which one is it?

It's that long,
cylindrical one there.

Is this it?

Yep, it's perfect.

[CLEARS THROAT]

I'll make a grease monkey
out of you yet.

Grease monkey?

Grease monkey.

It's a joke.

Hmm.

Very small, bad joke.

[GRUNTS]

All right, let's try that.

You have fixed your machine?

Yeah, we'll know in a second.

[ENGINE SPUTTERING]

[CLANKING]

[ENGINE BACKFIRES]

Sounds like a clogged fuel line.

At least the starter's good.

How much longer?

Another day, maybe.

Elizabeth will set a place
for you at the table.

All right, Jacob, shoot to me.

Fire hard.

Bring it to me.

Yes, oh.

All right, show me smoke,
give me the rope.

Ah, won't be getting that one.

Hey, Will, little help.

Go ahead, give it a toss.

[SOBBING]

MILLER: We thank you,
oh, Lord, for this day

and for the food, which,
in Your gracious bounty,

you have provided for us,

so that we might be strong
in our service to you.

We beseech you, oh, Lord,
in our time of need

for Your guidance
and protection.

[HORSE WHINNIES]

Help us to follow in Your path,

and do Your bidding
in the face of... hardship...

- [HORSE WHINNYING]
- ...and pain.

Keep us strong in our beliefs

and pure of heart and soul,

even in the face of...

temptation and evil,

and the rage of our enemies.

And give us the strength,
oh, Lord,

that we might
earn Your blessing,

by showing them mercy...

as You have taught us.

Thank You for being our shepherd

and protecting us from those
who would mean us harm

and keep us from our labors...

What is it?!

MAN:
Beware!

Oh, my God, father.

MAN 1: Why don't you go
ahead and load them all in?

Man 2:
Yeah, all right, I got it.

Yeah. There you go.

Where's that other one?

All right.

But why can't I come?

We went through all
of this last night.

You get a move on before
you're late for school.

Go on. Okay.

MAN:
There you go.

- Hey, get a load of this.
- Hey, check it out!

Whoa.

What can we do for you, mister?

The well derrick

out at the Miller farm
was blown up last night.

What? Was anyone hurt?

You got no proof we had
anything to do with it.

Half the town wants
those Amish out of there.

Yeah, well, half the town
doesn't have access to dynamite.

You want me to start checking

the registration numbers
against your inventory,

or should we just let the
sheriff's office do it?

That won't be necessary.

What do you know about this?

What? You gonna listen to him?

You and me are the only ones
with a key to that shack.

And this man is right,

there just aren't that many
places where you can get dynamite

except here.

Well, what difference
does it make?!

We're gonna flatten
the place anyway.

You're fired, Stevens.

- Cool it!
- Hey, hey!

The Millers told me
before I left,

they wouldn't press charges,
even if I proved it was him.

They won't have to.

I can press a few of my own --

theft of explosives,
for starters.

Look, mister!

This doesn't change anything.

We'll still be out there
in a couple of hours.

So will I.

Yo, get your grader in position.

Okay, no problem.

MAN:
Stay out of the way.

[INDISTINCT COMMENTS]

I don't quite know what to say.

The man that destroyed
your derrick is in jail.

I'll pay for the damages.

First you pay me for land
which I do not wish to sell.

And now you want to pay me
for a drilling derrick,

which you're going
to tear down anyway.

I do not understand you, sir,
and I do not want your money.

I've done everything I can.

Do what you have to.

What did they say?

You folks are in
violation of state law.

I'm asking you to
disperse quietly.

Otherwise, we'll be forced
to take steps we'll all regret.

[BIRDS SINGING]

Well, what's it gonna be?

Now.

We will not move.

Can't take 'em all.

Start cleaning up
around that derrick

before you tear down the house.

Maybe they'll get the
message and leave peacefully.

WRIGHTMAN:
What if they don't?

Better radio in and
get the county jail bus.

- John?
- Yeah?

Clean up
around the derrick first,

and then take down the house.

You got it, boss.

[METAL CLANGING]

No!

Christy!

No! I won't let you!

Stop!

- Hey...
- Hold it, John, hold it!

No!

I won't let you!

- Stop!
- Reinhart, Reinhart!

Stop! Hold it.

What are you doing here?

Make it stop, Daddy.

Don't let them do this.

Jacob lives here.

He'll go away.

Come over here now.
It's dangerous.

I can't. I promised Jacob
if he needed help, I'd be there.

I said get over here,
young lady, and I meant it.

No. You're not my father.

My father doesn't tear down
people's homes.

[RUMBLING]

[SCREAMING]

WRIGHTMAN:
Christy!

[GRUNTS]

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

- Come on, we'll get her out of there.
- Stop!

Stop.

Help!

Everybody move back.

This ground is unstable.

You could bring the whole well
down on her.

Daddy!

Jacob!

Somebody help me!

Christy!

Oh, my God!

Do something,
Mr. MacGyver.

Help her.

We have to get a handle on
how she's situated down there.

What's the reach of the boom
on that thing?

Uh, 25 feet. Why?

I need somebody
to give me a lift.

CHRISTY:
Daddy, help me!

Christy?

Christy, honey, can you hear me?

Daddy?
[WHEEZES]

My arms are stuck.

[WHEEZES]

It's okay, Christy.

Honey, we'll get you
out of there.

It's okay.

Hurry, Daddy. I'm scared.

[WHEEZES]

I don't want any equipment within
20 feet of this loose dirt, okay, Cross?

- CROSS: You got it.
- Okay, John, back it up.

- [ENGINE STARTING]
- We'll rope off a safe zone.

- Yeah.
- [BEEPING]

Jacob.

Jacob.

[MECHANICAL HUMMING]

How deep is this well?

The original was 30 feet.

We have drilled
another 20 beyond that.

MacGYVER:
All right, straight ahead.

Higher.

Keep it coming.

Straight on now.

Come on.

Keep it coming.

That's good.

I can see you!

[CHRISTY WHEEZES]

MacGYVER:
I see you, too, Christy.

Hang in there, darlin'.
We'll get you out.

[WHEEZES]

All right, back it out.

[ENGINE REVVING]

[WHEEZES]

[BEEPING]

She's pinned
about eight feet down.

If she moves too much,
she'll either drop right through,

or bring the whole thing
down on top of her.

What... Well, what can we do?

We could use your equipment
to excavate parallel to the well

and then cut over to
her in a cross tunnel.

Cross tunnel?

This-This ground is unstable.

I know, but once
we're deep enough,

we'll shore it up,
and go in with hand tools.

[SIGHS]

You ever done anything
like this before?

You want the truth?

No.

- Let's get going.
- CROSS: Right.

Okay, get the work lights
from the yard.

- This is gonna take a while.
- CROSS: Right.

Roger, Jacob, you hitch
the horses to the wagon,

and then help the men load it
with the wood behind the barn.

[INDISTINCT SHOUTS
AND COMMANDS]

[ENGINE RUMBLING]

Christy? Hang on, honey.

We'll get you out of there.

[WHEEZES]

[MAN SHOUTING COMMANDS]

Slipping, Daddy!

I'm gonna fall!

Christy!

Stop! Shut it down!

CHRISTY:
I can't breathe.

[COUGHING]

[CHOKING]:
Can't breathe!

[WHEEZING AND COUGHING]

Her asthma -- she has trouble
breathing when she's scared.

He's right.

Jacob, how do you know all this?

She... She told me.

She use some kind of an inhaler?

Yeah, I've got one in the truck.

But how can she use it
if her hands are pinned?

I can take it to her.

Jacob, no!

I'm afraid he's right.

He's the only one small enough
to get down there.

Mother, please.

She's my friend.

[WHEEZES]

MacGYVER: Nice and easy.
Keep it coming.

That's it.

A little more.

Bring it down.

All right.

Jacob, try not to touch
the sides of the well

any more than you need to,
all right?

As soon as Christy starts
breathing normally,

I want you to try to
slide this between her

and the most solid part
of the well you can find.

It should help keep the dirt from
sliding until we can get to her.

All right.

Nice and easy.

MacGYVER:
Go nice and slow.

Keep that line coming.

Easy...

I'm coming, Christy.

[CHRISTY WHEEZES]

Christy, are you all right?

[CHRISTY WHEEZES]

[WHEEZES]

Here you are.

Easy.

[INHALES]

She's getting it.

Good!

MacGYVER:
Way to go, Jacob.

Easy.

Slow, deep breaths.

[INHALING]

[SIGHS]

MAN:
You all right?

Okay, bring the boy up now.

All right, Jacob?

Get ready, we're gonna
bring you up now.

Uh-uh.

Please, don't leave me.

Don't worry.
I won't leave you.

MAN: ...behind. We're
gonna come back.

All right, Will, nice and easy.

What?

Jacob?

I'm staying with Christy!

[SHOUTING COMMANDS
AND DIRECTIONS]

[SIRENS BLARING]

[INDISTINCT SHOUTING]

Take it away!

All right, we're gonna have to
go the rest of the way by hand.

[MACGYVER PANTING]

We'll get 'em out.

Both of them.

I want to help.

We sure could use the muscle.

You saved me, Jacob.

I knew you would.

You tried to save my house.

[WHEEZING]

[HISSING]

Thanks.

[INDISTINCT SHOUTING]

MAN:
Need a little more here.

[INDISTINCT TALKING]

We can go no further.

The dirt is too soft,
it keeps falling in.

It'll take forever
to brace this tunnel.

Yeah, we don't have that long.

Will, I saw
some old wooden barrels

up by the barn --
you want to get them?

It's getting cold.

When we get out,
Mother will make us

some hot cider
with lots of cinnamon.

Sounds good.

JACOB:
Don't worry.

They will get us out.

Are you scared?

No.

So am I.

MAN:
Brace it up here!

Let me help you with that.

All right, feed me.

Just keep laying 'em
end to end as we dig.

Bring it.

Right there, right there.
Hold it.

All right, that's it.

Jacob!

[CRACKING]

Jacob...

Don't worry.
I will not let you fall.

CHRISTY:
Hold tight.

I've got you.

[INDISTINCT CONVERSATION]

MacGYVER: All right, that
ought to be close enough.

[PANTING]

Watch my back.

[BARRELS CREAKING]

[WOOD CREAKING]

- Easy, Christy.
- What's that?

[BANGING]

[CHRISTY WHEEZING]

CHRISTY: There's
somebody down in the well.

Hi, kids.

Mr. MacGyver!

I'm here, and...

Oh, man.

Uh...

All right, Christy, I'm gonna
work my way up to you.

Everything's gonna be all right.

[GRUNTING]

All right, Christy?

- Yeah?
- Jacob?

Yes?

You're both gonna have
to help me out on this.

We'll get out of here just fine.

[CRASHING]

JACOB:
Mr. MacGyver, what happened?!

Are you all right?

[CREAKING]

It won't hold!

We need more lumber.

MacGyver, hurry, the tunnel
entrance is collapsing!

It's all right, kids.

Everything's all right.

We're gonna be fine.

Christy, I want you
to help me out.

You got to start wiggling
your arms a little bit.

Try and loosen yourself up,

and ease yourself down here.

I can't, I'll fall.

No, you won't.

You'll be just fine.

I'm here, I'll take care of you.

All right?

Christy, listen to Mr. MacGyver.

[CREAKING]

Stay back!

This whole thing
could go any second.

[INDISTINCT TALKING]

Mein Herrn!

If that beam goes...

No, he is strong!
He will hold it.

He will hold it.

JACOB: We will be out
of here soon, Christy.

MacGYVER:
Nice and easy now.

Jacob, help her down.

Hang on to her.
Help ease her down.

That's it, I got her.

Okay, I got you.
I got you, I got you.

All right.
You'll be okay.

Okay, you see our tunnel there?

I want you to get in there,

and go, Christy, go!

Not till Jacob is safe.

It's your turn.

Ease yourself down.

Hang onto the sides.

- JACOB: Here I come.
- Got your legs.

Work with me now.

Come on.
You're gonna be all right.

All right.
All right, I got you.

That's it.

All right, all right.

You're gonna be all right.

All right, now go.

Get Christy out of here.
Go!

[GRUNTING]

Come on!
[SOBBING]

They are coming!
Hurry, children!

[CHEERING]

Daddy! Daddy!

[CHEERING]

[DIRT CRASHING]

[GROANING]

MacGyver! Hurry!

I cannot hold it any longer!

[GRUNTING]

[LOUD RUMBLING]

[CHEERING]

Thank you.
Oh, my boy.

Thanks for your support.

Ja.

Thank you, MacGyver.

Jacob, hold st...
hold still.

- [KNOCKING]
- I'll get it.

Jacob...

Hi, there.

May I come in?

Of course.

My daughter will be fine.

Thanks to all of you.

Maybe it won't do any good,

but I'm willing to go back
to that planning commission.

Take another shot at getting them
to build on the alternate route.

Swamp or no swamp.

You would do this for us?

Well, after all...
we are neighbors.

When I get back home,
I'll talk to the engineers

at the Phoenix Foundation.

They've done a lot of research
on reclaiming marshland.

I'd appreciate that.

The commission meets
next Thursday morning.

I will be there.

With you.

To state our position.

After all, we are neighbors.

[THEME SONG PLAYING]

MAN [OVER DISPATCH]:
Six King 14 to surveillance units.

Possible suspect vehicle
approaching.

Red convertible, late model,

California plates.

Looks like a customer.

MAN [OVER DISPATCH]: Six King 14,
we have a female Caucasian,

blonde, early 20s,
approaching the rock house.

MAN [OVER DISPATCH]: Looks like
Beverly Hills material to me.

Knows where to shop.

She's making the buy.

The buy?

Uh, it's cop talk.

So captain, when are
we gonna make the bust?

When Murphy says.

- THORNTON: Murphy?
- The head narc.

Yeah, I know.

The one who hates
our modern technology.

Well, let's put it this way.

Murphy was happy with the tank.

MAN [OVER DISPATCH]:
Six King 14 to surveillance units.

Suspect has made the buy
and is leaving the area.

Six Adam 12,
pick 'em off north of Gramercy.

We're moving in.

MAN TWO:
12, Roger.

MAN [OVER DISPATCH]: Okay,
captain, let's have MacGyver

and his Phoenix fixer
front and center.

See ya.

He's coming, and listen,

just give the new technology
a fair shot.

It's all yours, MacGyver.

[PANTING]
All set.

Go.

This is the police!

We have probable cause to
believe that narcotics are being sold.

Open the door!

Three down, one to go.
Come on, come on!

- Nothing. It's dead.
- Shoot. Now what?

- Muscle.
- I got that.

[METAL CREAKING]

WOMAN:
Come on. Get it done.

Get it done!

[GRUNTING]

WOMAN: All right, I've got one
going for the john.

- Grab him!
- I'm trying!

He's gonna flush the dope!

[GRUNTING, WOOD BREAKING]

I got 12 kids, Mister.
I'm going home tonight.

What about you?

- [PANTING] You all right?
- I'm fine.

WOMAN: Open up! Come on.
Open this door, or I bust it.

Open up, now!

Or I'll blow my way in!

[GRUNTS, TOILET FLUSHING]

Hold it!

Get off of me.

Turn around,
and assume the position.

[PANTING]

[GRUNTS]

[SUSPECT PANTING]

It's too late.

MAN [SLIGHT ECHOING]:
Not to worry.

Somebody give me a hand here.

What?

MAN:
Give me a hand.

- [GRUNTS]
- Move the toilet.

[PORCELAIN CLATTERING]

[LAUGHS]

Murphy had it covered.

[WOOD CREAKING]

I'll say.

Eh.

Perfect casting, too.

Where's Murphy?

MAN: Cooper, behind you!
Suspect going for the kitchen!

[TINNY CLATTERING]

Hold it!

[SOFT GROAN]

WOMAN:
Go prone, Tyrone!

I said, down!

Don't shoot!

[GUNSHOTS]

- Way to go, Murphy.
- What happened here, lieutenant?

MacGyver's new technology
just cost us 32 seconds.

I want my tank back.

MacGYVER: It was
public uproar over that tank

that got this project
going in the first place.

That's a brass problem,
not mine.

No, it's our problem, Murphy.

The contract your department has

with the Phoenix Foundation
is a five-year marriage.

[MURPHY SIGHS]

Lab work, forensic studies,

behavioral science,
suspect profiles,

DNA, identification...

New technology!

Yeah, so what's the gripe?

You've got some of the best
scientific support available

to any police
department in the country.

I'll send a thank you note
to the mayor.

See if you can find me something
of Mel Gibson half naked,

will you, Wyatt?

He's, uh, really not
my type, ma'am.

Wyatt's a dinosaur, lieutenant.

I liked yours better.

What's that?

[SIGHS]

I said I'd like to get
the device working.

Now, why don't you
give me another shot.

Then I'll get out of your hair.

Listen to me, McGreever...

- It's MacGyver.
- Whatever.

You just don't get it.

What we are doing here
is police work.

Now sometimes the public,
civilians like yourself,

just don't understand what
it takes to get the job done.

- We don't, huh?
- No, you don't.

Now, I've heard you hate guns,
abhor violence,

and I'm sure my tank
is very chilling to your...

sense of justice and fair play,

but we do live
in the real world here.

Guns and tanks

and nasty crooks are all just
a part of the big picture.

Well, I guess you got
it all figured out.

Now you got it.

Thanks for coming in, MacGyver.

WYATT:
So, what now?

Back to your, uh, test tubes
or whatever you guys do?

No, Wyatt.

You heard the lady.
The job's got to be done.

I guess I'm just gonna have
to do it without her.

See you around.

MAN:
Don't be frightened.

Take one breath at a time.

[WHISPERING]
Relax, Eric.

Relax.

[NORMAL VOICE]
Just take it easy now.

That's it.

Now you've nothing
to worry about, Eric.

Just don't panic.

Do you hear me?

[VOICE QUIVERING]
Sh-She'll be there?

You're sure?

I've studied them, Eric.

She'll come.

She will be your messenger.

I promise you
an absolute breakthrough.

You will conquer time...

and death.

You'll be free of guilt forever.

In Valhalla.

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

I promise you that.

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

Now... lie down.

[WHEEZING LOUDLY]

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

Nurse!

Nurse!

Something's wrong
with Mr. Cross.

[KEYS JANGLING]

Shallow respiration.

Clammy skin.

[CROSS WHEEZING LOUDLY]

He's going into a tachycardia.

Could be having a heart attack.
Get the gurney.

Get the on-call doctor.

I'll start an IV.

[CHOKING]

[ALARM RINGING]

MAN [OVER INTERCOM]:
Security, Code Red.

East wing treatment room.

Security, Code Red.

East wing treatment room.

[LOUD RHYTHMIC,
METALLIC POUNDING]

[DRILLING]

[POUNDING CONTINUES]

THORNTON:
So, what do you think?

What do I think?

I think we're not too popular
around here is what I think.

As soon as I got
this thing working,

I'm out of here.

[SIGHS]

All right.

Watch your eyes.

[EXPLOSION]

[CLANKING]

Could be a while, couldn't it?

[GRUNTS]

Ow! No!

Actually, I'm kind of
enjoying it all myself.

Thanks a lot, Pete, thanks.

Oh, not that, not your foot.

This.

Hanging out here.

Getting in
on some real police work.

I like that.

Reminds me of my old
days in Intelligence.

Yes, sir, landing this
contract for the foundation

is the best thing I've done
in a long time.

That Phoenix contract is about
to get its first real workout.

We've got a serial killer
on the loose.

And you're a part
of the task force.

Hey, where you been, girl?

I been calling
all over the place for you.

I had to stop by the DA's
office. Why? What's up?

Captain's put together
a task force, and we're on it.

Briefing's just getting started.

Task force? For what?

Something to do
with a serial killer.

You okay?

Yeah. Fine.

CAPTAIN: Eric Cross,
known as the Street Stalker.

His specialty was women who met
his definition of "loose."

He watched them,
found the right moment,

turned on
his considerable charm,

and then cut their throats.

Last night, he used some kind
of drug to simulate a heart attack,

then killed a male nurse

and made his escape from the
security wing at the state hospital.

Any estimate on how soon
he's going to get the urge again?

A good question.

First, Mr. Thornton has
a general rundown for you

on serial killers.

Then we'll get
down to specifics.

Good morning.

What about this Eric Cross?

Can we get on with it?!

We all know
about serial killers.

Some of us don't, lieutenant.

Sorry.

I just wanted to give
a few general characteristics

so that we would all
have a handle on

what you are going
to be up against.

There is one significant factor
we noticed about Cross.

About two months ago,
his behavior pattern changed.

He settled down.
His suicide attempts stopped.

He took up reading.

It seemed that he mellowed out.

Calm before the storm?

Yeah. Well, we all know
what happened, don't we?

The Phoenix Report
says the odds are 80-20...

this lady will
be his first victim.

THORNTON: Candy Farrell
was Cross' last victim.

Luckily, she survived,
and testified,

but that got him locked up
for pretrial evaluation.

So...

I think there
are very good reasons

to expect that he's going
to go after her.

Okay, here's where
we go with this.

I want a 90% commitment from
each table to the task force.

Homicide, you'll coordinate
and run the interrogations.

Burglary, auto.
Cross will need a car.

Track every possible GTA
citywide for the past 24 hours.

Robbery,

he could be looking for a job --

used car salesman,
retail clothing, bartending.

Cover it all.

Vice and Narcotics...

Lieutenant Murphy?

Lieutenant Murphy,
are you with us?

Yes, sir.

You and your squad
will have the girl.

What?

She's a prostitute. Your people
know the streets best.

As of this moment,
we don't know where she is.

I'm not sure we
should be doing this.

Uh... Vice-Narcotic
workload...

I don't remember
saying this was a democracy.

Team leaders will coordinate

with Pete Thornton for
any lab and computer work.

He'll see it gets done.

Any questions?

All right...

find him.

Captain, I asked out
of Homicide for a reason.

You know that.

I have no choice, Murphy,

and neither do you.

Look. I'm sorry.

I'm going back to the foundation
to set up the field lab teams.

You want to cover the hospital?

What's that?

The forensic shakedown
on the Eric Cross cell.

I mean, where did he get
the digitalis or the atropine

or whatever drug it was that
got his heart going so fast?

I mean, that's our job.
Remember?

MacGyver?

Yeah. I got it covered, Pete.

Are you all right?

Yeah.

CROSS: I'm looking
for an old friend of mine.

I'm told she used to
work here. Candy Farrell.

Candy Farrell. Yeah.
Used to work the strip booth,

but it's been
well over a year ago.

She ever come around?

Stops in now and again
to say hi.

Last time maybe three,
four weeks ago.

You got a number on her?
Maybe an address?

Nah. Candy's always on the move.

Crash in one of
the strip motels, most likely.

Too bad. We were neighbors
when we were kids.

I really wanted to see her.
Run by some of the good times.

Look, why don't you, uh...
leave me your name and number?

She checks in,
I'll help you two connect.

That would be great.

Thanks a lot.

Hey, no problem.

Police.

That sicko gave you the number

of some Dial-a-Dream
heavy-breathing number.

Cost five bucks
to make the call.

Guy's a real
sweetheart, isn't he?

I want you to do something
for us, Mr. Fontaine.

I want you to use your contacts,
get on the phone,

and help us find Candy Farrell.

Can you do that?

And, after you get it approved,

you send this one to
the section supervisor,

and, uh... this copy
to Central Records.

Central Records. Got it.

[BUZZING]

[TELEPHONE RINGS]

MacGyver. Phoenix Foundation.

Yeah, right.
We've been expecting you.

Uh... Mr. Davis?
It's a lawyer named Lawson.

He says he represents
one of the patients.

Yeah. Dr. Zito.
Put him on hold.

Log it on the clipboard there.

I'll give him the phone.

Lawyers. It's always something.

His cell is in here.

Do what you got to do,

but don't get too close
to the patients, huh?

No problem.

That's it there.

Having a good day,
are we, Charles?

Your lawyer's on the line.

And you can tell him
he's abusing the privilege.

Oh, I'll let you
tell him that, Charles.

But I suspect he'll
give you an education

on the difference between a
patient's privileges and his rights.

Yeah, right.

Don't be all day.

This is Dr. Zito.

Oh, yes, Mr. Lawson.

How are things with you?

It worked --
just as you said it would.

Have you spoken
to the arcade manager, then?

Yes. The police
are all over the place.

Good.

As expected, Eric.

You know how the police
operate so well.

It's uncanny.

I've studied their methods.

The division of work
for their feeble task force

was totally predictable.

It is the Narcotics squad looking
for your Candy Farrell, isn't it?

It's them, all right.

And the officer in charge --
she's with them?

Lieutenant Murphy. Yes.

She looks just like the picture
you showed me in the newspaper.

Excellent.

That factor
was only 70% predictable.

We're right on schedule.

What about the timer?

The phosphorus.

You will find it in the
warehouse with the other items.

Yes, sir.

Eric, remember all
that we talked about.

Your place in Valhalla is ready,

but you must arrive
before midnight

or you'll be refused entry.

Odin will not wait for you.

Don't be afraid.

I won't be afraid.
I'll go to sleep.

I'll be sure to be on time.

I promise.

You're doing a fine job.

You've been my guidance, doctor.

My valkyrie.

And you will find your reward.

You're going
to kill Lieutenant Murphy

in a very special way.

ZITO:
Thank you, Mr. Lawson.

And have a nice day.

These sketches --
Eric Cross' work?

Yeah. Some talent, huh?

Two months ago,
he was a wild man.

And, before you know it,
he settles down and goes artsy on us.

Then the escape.

He killed Sam.

And, from there on, it was a walk
in the park to get out of the building.

The barrister sends
his regards, Charles.

And his sympathy for Sam.

Oh, don't take it
so personally, Charles.

These things happen.

I think you'll find Mr. Cross

to have anticipated
most everything.

That so?

He's quite
an unusual man, you see.

It will be very
difficult to stop him.

To solve his deadly riddle,
so to speak.

His cunning is so complex

you'll have to be
intellectually superior,

exceptionally persistent,

and possess
an abundance of ingenuity

to even get close to him.

Are you all of these things,
Mr. MacGyver?

Yes. I know your name.

Does that frighten you?

Should it?

Nice meeting you, Mr. MacGyver.

You okay?

Oh, yeah.

It's just that one guy in there
could put frost on a sunny day.

Dr. Zito. Yeah.

A real game player.

He wears the mask very well.

The what?

The mask of sanity.

PhD in genetics,
favorite son of the DNA set,

Mr. Respectability --

while he murdered nine people.

Uh... he... he knew my name.

Psychic?

Zito would like you
to believe that,

but we've been expecting you.

Walls have ears.

Ah. Good.

What's that you have there?

Uh... it's just a hunch.

Listen, would you mind
checking with Maintenance,

see who may have had a
clogged drain or stopped-up toilet

in there the last week or so?

Sure.

And the library.
I want to see all the books

that have been checked out
of there, same period of time.

Just have them sent over
to the police department.

- You got it.
- Thank you.

Uh, uh, lieutenant?

Ma'am?

It's Murphy. Okay?

Yes, ma'am.

I'm sorry about the way
I sounded off yesterday.

Hey, I understand.

32 seconds is a lot
to lose out of any day.

[LAUGHS]

How's it going finding the girl?

No luck yet.

How about Cross?

We're not working
that end of it.

See you around.

Yeah.

SWEENEY: Sweetheart,
Paulie can take care of himself.

He's 14 years old,
for Pete's sake.

12. Right.

Angie, honey, I do care.

Of course I want to
keep track of my own kids.

It's been a crazy week is all.

I've got a lot on
my mind, all right?

Yes, yes, I'll make a list
of their birthdays

and I'll put it in my wallet,
I promise.

No, I told you,
all days off are canceled

till this task force
is wrapped up.

Well, what do you think,
I run this place?

I'm a peon.

You tell the captain.

Angie? Honey?
[SIGHS]

I should've never
left the seminary.

I'd have been a priest by now.

Celibate, the whole thing,
you know?

- Zito.
- What's that?

Oh, library books
from the state hospital.

This one was checked out to
one of the inmates, a Dr. Zito.

Kind of connects to a piece of
plastic I found in Eric Cross's cell.

Zito.

Yeah, I remember that case.

Nine victims.

Some people say he manipulated
his way into the funny farm

to stay off of death row.

There's Zito again
with a clogged toilet.

You're not into some kind of detective
work here, are you, MacGyver?

Only enough to believe
that Dr. Zito

had something to do
with Cross's escape.

[CHUCKLES] Oh, no,
both those guys were loners.

They're unconnected.

Now, why would Zito want to help
somebody else break out?

Good question. Maybe somebody
in Homicide has an answer.

I think you could find
a better answer

from somebody
who used to work in Homicide.

Someone who knows
how Zito thinks.

Lieutenant Murphy.

She's the one
who brought him down.

Well, that's quite a
piece of detective work...

- For a civilian?
- ...for a civilian.

Captain Walker will know who
to assign this to in Homicide.

Well, actually, Sweeney said that
you know how this guy thinks and...

Sweeney's wrong.

We're a functional
organization, MacGyver.

I'm out of Homicide now.

But we are on
the same task force.

And you're starting
to cross the line!

Take it to the captain,
MacGyver. I'm busy.

I don't understand.

That's right. You don't.

Look, just because
I'm not one of those

blessed with a badge around here

doesn't mean a new idea won't
help get a killer off the street.

- Will you drop it, MacGyver?
- No, I won't drop it.

Think about it.

You know this guy.

You investigated his crimes.
You interviewed him.

- You got inside his head.
- Stop it!

That's exactly what
we've got to do now...

Stop it!

Murphy?

I know how the man thinks.

I studied his crime scenes the
way others look at a painting.

I am totally familiar
with the artist's work.

I saw his cellar.

[VOICE BREAKING] I saw
what he did to those people.

I got inside the artist's head.

And when it was over,
I spent three months in therapy.

I couldn't even read about him
in the newspaper.

Can you understand that?

If I...

deal with it anymore...

if I even look at Zito...

I'll lose my mind.

I'm sorry.

[RINGS]

Detectives.

This is Fontaine.
Is Lieutenant Murphy there?

Yeah. Hang on.

Lieutenant, it's for you.

It's that, uh,
arcade manager, Fontaine.

Lieutenant Murphy.

I think I found her, lieutenant,
Candy Farrell?

Where?

One of my girls who works here
said she's making a porno film

at a warehouse on Industrial.

214 West.

Thank you, Mr. Fontaine.
We're on it.

Perfect.

[DOOR CLANGS SHUT]

Back again, Mr. MacGyver?

You're good.

Yes, I know.

Still trying to solve
Eric's deadly riddle?

Oh, I've worked
a couple of things out.

So...

tell me.

The heart attack, for one.

See, if you tear a piece of plastic
off the flap of one of these books...

and you fold it up,

work it around a little bit...

like this.

Keeps its form.

You got a nice little cup
to drink from.

Fascinating.

But where does
the heart attack come in?

Let's speculate.

Let's say someone
expert in chemistry

and physiology

got his hands
on just the right chemical.

Something with
a strong alkaline base.

Like the industrial cleaner
they use to unclog a drain,

right here in the hospital,
for example.

Yes.

Let's do speculate.

Well, it's dangerous...

but if this expert
diluted the stuff perfectly...

[WATER RUNNING]

...he might be able
to make himself

a nonfatal,

alkaline cocktail.

And whoever drank it

would suffer a condition
known as alkalosis.

Which promotes clammy skin,
shallow respiration,

and rapid heart palpitations.

Excellent.

But how in the world
could this man of science

possibly pass
this alkaline cocktail

from one cell to another?

My, my, my, my, my.

It's all so brilliant, isn't it?

Thought you might say that.

The book, the chemicals,
the means of transport,

they all connect to
your cell, Dr. Zito.

You helped Eric Cross escape.

So, now what?

Are you gonna have them
take away my library card?

Six King 20, show us
code six at 214 Industrial.

DISPATCHER:
Six King 20, Roger.

Six Zebra 4 and 5,
fire department needs

traffic control
at Lankershim and Magnolia.

Lights down.

[SOFT MUSIC PLAYING
IN DISTANCE]

Well, Candy Farrell,

how's the motion picture
business?

Come on, Father Sweeney.

[MUSIC CONTINUES IN DISTANCE]

Weird. Really weird.

Must be shooting
the bedroom scene.

[LAUGHS]

And this must be
their "Do Not Disturb" sign.

Stand back, Murphy.

Hmm, looks like nobody's home.

You are the chosen one,
Lieutenant Murphy.

You're very lucky.

See, the question is, why
would you help someone escape?

I could have dozens of reasons.

Humanity, for one.

Didn't you think of that?

Humanity? No, I don't think
that's the reason.

Oh. What makes you so sure?

I've seen your file.

You are a self-centered,
egotistical psychopath

who has to have control
of everything.

Mm.

Aren't we perceptive.

Now, with that in mind,
why don't you just tell me

how to solve
this so-called deadly riddle?

Why ask me?

Because you hold all the cards.

The stakes in a game
of this nature are very high.

You see,

time is running out.

By midnight,

the riddle
will have solved itself.

But I do enjoy a good card game,
Mr. MacGyver.

[GAS HISSING]

Now we're sure of our privacy.

Not yet.

It's too early.

I looked at Cross' file.

Says his behavior changed
in the last couple of months.

You have something
to do with that?

Well, you could say
I counseled him.

Oh, yeah?

It says he took up
reading and art work.

So far all I can see
that he's read or drawn

is something to do
with Viking history.

I suppose the man had
a quest to understand

his ancestral roots.

Religious practices,

funerary rites,
a sacrifice to Odin.

This guy's obsessed
with Viking burial stuff.

I'd like to continue this...

but I'm bored.

The game's over, Mr. MacGyver.

There we are.

I'll be getting sleepy soon.

It's almost time.

You were reading Jung
earlier today.

Man and His Symbols.

You into dream analysis,
Dr. Zito?

I said the game was over.

You know, you really didn't help
Eric Cross get rid of his guilt.

You just showed him
a way to get rid of it.

Is there a difference?

One is now; the other is later.

In the afterlife, maybe?

Valhalla?

My, my, my, my, my.

We may be on to something.

You know, you load up
a guy like Cross

with a bunch of mumbo-jumbo,

you can turn him into
just about anything you need.

I've no idea
what you're talking about.

Sacrifice to Odin,
the Viking god of death?

"He grants victory to one man,

but summons another from
the battlefield to the other world.

The power of fire
takes him to Valhalla,

and his soul
is cleansed of guilt."

Bravo.

So now you know
that Mr. Cross is seeking

a peaceful
and fulfilled afterlife.

So how could that
possibly serve my needs?

To get there, a handmaiden
has to be sacrificed

along with him...
according to the book.

You're a fast reader.

"Strongest of all in this rite
is the figure of the old hag,

called the Angel of Death.

Her title is that of valkyrie...

chooser of the slain."

Fascinating.

So what does that tell you?

The riddle is your plan.

The valkyrie in this sketch
is male, not female.

You've chosen his sacrifice.

And the sacrificial victim
isn't just a handmaiden.

She's wearing a chieftain's
helmet and holding a shield.

She's someone special.

Someone in authority.

Murphy.

You're after Murphy!

Time's up.

Where's Cross?!

Good night, Mr. MacGyver.

Why didn't I see it?

Murphy locked him up.
His ego couldn't take it.

Not here. She and Sweeney are
out chasing a lead on Candy Farrell.

All right, listen to me.
Murphy's being set up.

Cross is after her.
Where'd they go?

They're code 6
at 214 Industrial.

What's code 6?

It means they're out
of their car for investigation.

All right, I'm ten minutes away.

Meet me there, code quick.

And bring the fire department
with you.

[TIRES SQUEALING]

[HISSING]

[CAR APPROACHING]

Where's Murphy?

MacGYVER:
Inside, I hope.

I think Cross is with her.

They're both going up
in smoke at midnight.

That's five minutes!
Let's get in there!

Not yet.

There's some kind of gas
hissing behind this door.

What are you doing?

The principle is called
optical density.

Huh?

This motor oil has
a refractive index.

It gives the frosted surface of
the window a temporary polish.

Like that.

That's propane.

Matches.

This guy set up
some kind of booby trap.

Open the door, the whole
building goes sky-high.

Man, who is this guy?

MacGYVER:
He thinks he's some kind

of Viking prince
en route to Valhalla.

Murphy

and the bonfire are
his ticket out of here.

WYATT:
What are you doing?

MacGYVER:
Soaking the match heads

so hopefully they don't spark
when we open the door.

That should do it.

- All right, tell me it's safe.
- Stand back, just in case.

WYATT:
Whoa!

Leave the door open.
Let it air out.

God. Oh, no, it's Sweeney!

[FIRE HISSING]

Solid steel.

Wyatt!

My cutters -- they're in
the Jeep. Get 'em!

Those things don't work.

I fixed 'em.

[SIREN BLARING]

Get your equipment set up.

We've got a wild man inside.
He might need watering down.

Come on.
Hurry up!

This gizmo better work
this time, MacGyver.

- Here we go.
- Let's do it.

WYATT: Get your
equipment up here, pronto!

Get the water over there.

Grab those extinguishers.

We need two of them.

Come on, Ed.
Come on. Here we go.

You okay?

Talk about being just in time.

Oh, nonsense.

We had a good
32 seconds to spare.

Your deal, Dr. Zito.

The smell of victory,
Mr. MacGyver?

Something like that.

Lieutenant Murphy.

How's she...

holding together?

[DOOR OPENS]

Why don't we ask her?

Murphy's gonna be fine...

Dr. Zito.

[THEME SONG PLAYING]

[ENGINE RACING]

MacGYVER:
For my eighth birthday,

my Grandpa Harry drove me
in his old blue pickup

to the straightaway
behind the Clemens' farm,

put my hands
on the steering wheel,

and slammed his foot
into the gas.

I'll never forget the sound

of the wind rushing
past my ears,

how the red needle trembled
past 90,

the wheel shaking in my hands.

It scared me to death,
and I thought

nothing in the world
could be more exciting.

[ENGINE RACING]

[ENGINE RACING]

- Go, MacGyver!
- Go! Go!

Don't baby it!

MacGYVER: Ever since then,
I've had a love for racing.

So when my old college buddy,
Jeff Stone, asked me

to help him build an environmentally
efficient, all-plastic engine,

he didn't have
to twist my arm to say yes.

Then Jeff lost his ride
with the Strickland team

just before the championship race
here at Westwood Springs,

so I got Phoenix to bail him out
with another car.

And I got to test it.

[ENGINE RACING]

Come on.
Let her rip!

You think he isn't?

[ENGINE REVVING]

Not bad!
Not bad at all.

[LAUGHING]

[SIGHS]
We got a problem.

What do you mean?

That plastic engine.

It's fast.

It's too fast for a test run.

[ENGINE REVVING]

MacGyver?

Who?

Oh, someone I crossed
on the Formula One circuit

in Europe eight years ago.

Now, what is he doing here?

You keep your mind on Stone
and winning that race.

That's what I'm paying you for.

[ENGINE IDLING]

[SIGHS]

Okay, hot shot,
give her some juice.

Sure, O'Malley.

[REVS ENGINE LOUDLY]

If I didn't know better,

I'd say you were racing
for real out there.

There weren't any other cars
on the track.

Well, how's our, uh,
investment doing?

Worth every penny the
Phoenix Foundation's put into it.

Emissions are down 18%.

Engine's running ten degrees
cooler than we expected.

Great!

And we haven't even
opened her up yet.

Well, I'd better give the Phoenix
board of directors the good news.

You know, when I sold them
this environmental project,

I don't think they figured
it was gonna cost this much.

I'll see you
at the press conference.

[ENGINE REVVING]

You're gonna be champ, Dad.

My biggest fan.

You know, someday I'm
gonna be a driver, too,

like all the famous
father-son racing teams.

You know, Mario and
Michael Andretti,

and Richard and Kyle Petty,
and the Unsers.

Yeah. you know,
come to think of it,

I've never heard of
a father-daughter racing team.

That's 'cause we're gonna
be the first, right, Dad?

Sure. Right after college.

Oh. Boy, you sound
just like Mom.

[ENGINE REVVING]

Oh. Yeah, yeah,
I know. Sorry.

Hey, come on, Charlie.

You can help me
check the brakes.

She's got some fire.

I feel bad,

dragging her around the
circuit like a suitcase.

But if we could get
a major car company

to put this engine
in production,

I could settle down,

finally make some sort
of normal life for her.

Hey.

Heard from Meg?

[SIGHS]

Charlie got a birthday card
from Wisconsin.

You still miss her?

[SIGHS]

I guess she's happy.

Being married to a dentist,

she doesn't have to worry
about him buying it in a crash.

MAN: I'd like to thank
you all for your attention,

and there is
literature for you...

Thank you very much.

[APPLAUSE]

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

[EASY LISTENING
INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC PLAYS]

- Well, you've made it. Good.
- See you, Lloyd.

No, thanks.

Well, I think the press is
almost finished with Strickland.

It's all a matter of science.
Professional racing...

So that's Carl Strickland, huh?

Yeah. The shark himself.

How would you rate Jeff Stone's
plastic engine against yours?

[SCOFFS]

Stone's machine is
an interesting toy,

but it's no match for an engine

with my new fuel
injection system.

Right.

When I refused
to sell him my design patent,

Strickland got so mad,
he dumped me from his racing team.

This fuel injection system
will make the Strickland

the fastest car on the road,

which I intend to prove
at Sunday's race.

With a little assistance
from my new driver.

Best car on the circuit
needs the best driver --

last year's European
Formula One champion,

Hans Visser.

- VISSER: Thank you.
- Visser!

- VISSER: Thank you very much.
- Do you know him?

- VISSER: I'd just like to say...
- A little too well.

Easy, Mac.

It was a long time ago.

What made you leave the
Formula One circuit in Europe?

Mr. Strickland's money.

[LAUGHS]

REPORTER [LAUGHS]:
Okay, well, jokes aside...

[CAR ENGINES RACING]

REPORTER: ...that's
not already been done?

No, actually,
I won a championship in Europe,

and I have this

to prove it.

So now, I want a new challenge.

REPORTER: Going into
this final race of the season,

you're still seven points
behind Stone

in accumulated points,

which means you have
to beat Stone on Sunday,

and you have to win the race
to take the championship.

What makes you think
you can do it?

I don't know how to lose.

How do you respond
to that, Jeff?

I'll respond during the race.

If you'll excuse me.

- REPORTER: Tell me, Mister...
- Come on.

REPORTER: ...it's apparent
Hans Visser has a massive ego.

How does that fit
into your organization?

- Hi, MacGyver.
- Hey, Todd.

MacGyver!

Small world.

Yeah. Too small.

Still holding a grudge
after all these years?

You're a glory hound, Visser.

And you're still dangerous.

It takes nerves to win,
MacGyver.

You lost yours, remember?

MAN: ...where the pressure
has increased to 65 p.s.i...

MAN 2: I need more than
promises from you, Strickland.

I need results.

STRICKLAND: It takes money to
develop a fuel injection system, Falco.

A million dollars over budget
is normal in my business.

But it's not in my business.

My people are worried.

When my car wins the race
on Sunday,

you'll get back 100 times'
return on your investment.

That's if it wins.

I understand Phoenix tested
its plastic engine today.

Less than one second
over track record.

Maybe we invested
in the wrong engine.

STRICKLAND:
That Phoenix car is fast.

Too fast.

We can't let Stone win.

Stone is no match for me.

He may not be,

but his engine's more
powerful than I anticipated.

If Stone beats you on Sunday,

I can say goodbye
to Falco's investors.

I will win.

I've got too much riding on this
to trust your ego.

We need a guarantee.

Someone who can tilt the odds
in our favor.

Someone who can't afford
to say no.

Isn't that right, Mr. O'Malley?

[ENGINE RACING]

TRACK ANNOUNCER: Hans Visser
completes a blistering

qualifying round
in the Strickland,

and 1:15:58!

Visser has tied
the track record.

What a run,

especially considering
the wet track conditions

that we have here today.

Now, with only two cars left
to qualify,

it looks like Strickland
is guaranteed pole position.

[ENGINE REVVING]

THORNTON:
Now let me get this straight.

They're qualifying.
They're not racing.

Oh no, they are,
but just one at a time.

[ENGINE REVVING]

See, each driver has five
laps to make his best time,

and then only the top ten cars
get to go on to the championship.

And the faster the time,

the better the position
on the starting grid.

Yeah, yeah, that's it.
You got it!

- Well, I'm pretty quick.
- [LAUGHS]

You really love this stuff,
don't you?

Yeah, I do.
It just gets in your blood.

Listen, why did MacGyver
ever quit racing?

Actually, he never talks
about it.

MAN:
Yeah, that's it.

[ENGINE RACING]

Okay... right there.

Ah! good...!

PIT MAN:
Great lap, Hans.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

ANNOUNCER: Qualifying time
for the Strickland car: 1:15:58.

Driver Hans Visser's time
places him in #1 position,

with two cars left to qualify.

MAN:
Okay, come on.

[ENGINE REVVING]

Hey lad, would you get me a
ratchet with a half-inch on it?

You got it.

- There you go.
- Oh, thanks, lad.

ANNOUNCER:
Next for qualifying is car #17.

Driver, Jeff Stone,
please proceed to the pre-grid area.

STONE: Let's get
this baby on the road.

O'MALLEY:
Now, remember...

give her half a lap
to warm up the tires.

Okay, O'Malley.

Dad?

- Don't forget this.
- [CHUCKLES]

A lucky charm?

My daughter, the patron saint
of speed demons.

Well, at a 160 miles an hour,
you need all the help you can get.

What is it?

Used to be a penny.

I found it squished
on a railway track.

But it helped make Dad
the point leader this season.

So that's your secret, huh?

[ENGINE STARTS]

ANNOUNCER: #17 is on the track
in the Phoenix entry.

[TIRES SCREECHING]

Stone is really pushing the
Phoenix entry to the limit

as he brings it
out of turn three.

Here he comes sideways almost!

He is fighting for control here.

You know, this wet track
is proving hazardous,

but it does not seem to be dampening
Jeff Stone's determination.

CHARLIE:
Yeah, go, Dad!

How's his time, O'Malley?

120. He's slow.

Don't worry about it.
Dad's just warming up.

...right to the edge
when it comes to winning

this much-coveted pole position.

He is fighting for it,
really burning up the track!

He brings #17 down
the back straightaway.

Look at that rooster tail!

You know, that
fuel-efficient plastic engine

seems to be doing the trick here.

Oh, he's got a lot of catching
up to do, though,

if he hopes to beat
that near-record qualifying time

set by the Strickland entry.

In through corner four --
look at this --

he's gonna give it everything he's got
to challenge Hans Visser here.

Oh, no, look, now, wait a minute.

Oh, now #17 is smoking here
in turn four.

Looks like bad news
for the Phoenix team.

Could be that plastic engine
is giving Stone a problem.

And that spells trouble
for the Phoenix Foundation.

Let's go!

[ALL YELLING]

Brakes are soft!

Phoenix #17,
you have five minutes

remaining in qualifying.

Gasket busted on
the master cylinder reservoir.

Let's get a spare.

- We don't have one.
- What?!

[ENGINE REVVING]

Replace the brake fluid.

- But what's the point...
- Just hurry!

You heard the man.

What are you doing?

Gonna make a new gasket.

All right.

MAN: All right,
come on, you guys.

Let's go.
Go on back out.

It's okay, right?

MacGYVER:
Yeah, it's fine.

Let's go.

Let's go!

Phoenix #17, you now have
four minutes left to qualify.

[ENGINE STARTS]

That should hold you long enough
to get some hot laps,

get your time down! Go!

Oh, no.

And Jeff Stone
is back on the track.

Well, with the clock ticking

and only four minutes left
for qualifying,

it's gonna be an uphill battle

for the Phoenix team
to improve their time.

What Stone may have lost in the pit,
he's making up for with speed.

Look at him go out there!

I'll tell you, if not for the
technical difficulties at the outset,

I am certain we'd be looking
at a new track record here.

It's hard to say at this stage
if it's that new Phoenix engine,

or Jeff Stone's years of experience
on the professional circuit,

but, whatever it is,

I'll tell you, it's adding up to
a very impressive showing...

[TIRES SCREECHING]

Oh, we're watching him
wobble a little bit... Wait a minute!

No, wait, he's in trouble!

He's swerving!
He's out of control!

Heading for the tire wall...

He hits it! He's over!
Jeff Stone is over the wall!

Now a fire under the hood!

- No, Dad!
- Dear God.

Emergency crews are now dashing
over; they hurry to the scene!

- [SIREN BLARING]
- [CHARLIE SOBBING]

Oh, this is a terrible
tragedy for Jeff Stone

and the entire
Phoenix racing team.

Emergency crews on the way.
All vehicles clear...

What a shame.

[CHUCKLES]

Cars lose their brakes
on the hairpin all the time.

Jeff should have been okay!

WOMAN [OVER PA]:
Dr. Braden, 2421.

Dr. Braden,

2421.

Doctor? How is he?

The only thing broken
is his leg.

But there is a
problem with his eyes.

His eyes?

He suffered severe flash burn.

What are you saying?
He's gonna be blind?

DR. PAGE: We won't
know for a day or two.

- No!
- Charlie...

This is all your fault!

You said you fixed the brakes,
and Dad believed you,

and now he's...
he's gonna...

I hate you, MacGyver!

Charlie, wait!

I'll go after her.

MacGyver, I...

Never mind.

MacGyver, I know
what you're thinking.

You can't blame yourself.

I fixed the brakes, Pete.

Good ol' clever MacGyver
can fix anything, right?

Look, Jeff is a driver,
a professional.

He knew the risks.

So did I.

CHARLIE:
This is all your fault!

You said you fixed the brakes,
and Dad believed you,

and now he's...
he's gonna...

I hate you, MacGyver.
I hate you!

THORNTON: Look, Jeff
is a driver, a professional.

He knew the risks.

[ECHOING]
He knew the risks...

[SOMBERLY]
So did I.

You can't cut me off.

Got too much riding on this.

Yeah, we do.

But you're gonna win
this race, remember?

Then you're rich,

my people are rich,
and everybody's happy.

And that's good.

But if you don't win...

I don't like being threatened.

I'm glad
we understand each other.

Charlie?

[SIGHS]
MacGyver.

Thought I'd bring
some stuff to my dad.

You know... cheer him up.

Listen, Charlie...

what you said at the hospital...

No. No, look, I was just mad.

I know it wasn't your fault.

I wish I could be so sure.

You know, I...

I keep thinking about
when my mom left.

She and Dad had this humongous
fight about his racing, and...

when it was over,
he came into my room.

I guess he knew I could
hear them through the wall.

And he told me that what he did
for a living was dangerous,

but if you let yourself
be afraid of dying,

you're just gonna end up
being afraid of living.

Your dad's a pretty smart man.

I love him so much.

I'm afraid.

[SOBBING]

I'll see you
at the hospital tomorrow.

Okay. Good night, MacGyver.

[SIGHS]

Hey, Pete, how's it going?

I just read the accident report.

There wasa brake fluid leak,

but the seal that you
made was still intact.

What?

The right rear
brake line was cut.

Cut? That's impossible.

No, we triple-checked.

I even had the lab
do a microscopic on it.

It was definitely sabotage,
no question.

But who on earth...

It could have been
anyone in the pit.

And it's gonna be almost
impossible to find out who.

Maybe not.

[HUMMING ALONG
TO CARIBBEAN MUSIC]

Hey. this ain't
an open house, you know.

We, uh, need some help.

Join the club, man.

Those dudes in New York City don't
get this footage by breakfast time,

they're gonna have me for lunch.

We just need to know
if your cameras got any shots

of Jeff Stone's pit
before the accident.

You mean
when he came in smoking?

Yeah, we got shots.

You'll see it on the news
tomorrow. Goodbye.

Now, wait a minute.
This is very important to us.

Hey, are you guys cops or what?

We're with the Phoenix team.

Our driver was
almost killed today,

and we have reason to believe
it was not an accident.

Would you please
show us the footage?

[SIGHING]
All right, all right, all right.

If it'll get you guys
off my case...

[STOPS MUSIC]

MacGYVER: All right, go
ahead and run through this.

More.

There, freeze that.

Can you clear that up any?

That's as good as it gets.

Got an image enhancer
that can bitmap?

[CHUCKLES LIGHTLY]

"Bitmap"? What's that?

Could do it.

Bit-map. Bitmap.

Do you mean an enlargement?

Now, vector in on that guy
by the back wheel.

Okay, boss.

All right, lock on,

and enlarge the "Z" axis.

And enhance the "X" and "Y".

Now we're cooking, all right.

Boogie.

Is that who I think it is?

Gotcha.

Enlarge that again, would you?

[BLOWS AIR]
Magic fingers, do your stuff.

THORNTON:
It is!

O'Malley.

Better call the police.

Uh, can I use this phone?

Yeah, man, go right ahead.

Can you make a copy
of this for us?

You got it, bro.

The Devil and his minion.

[CHUCKLES]

A toast to the unholy trinity.

STRICKLAND:
You're drunk.

That I am, sir.

Just enough to kill the pain.

But not the guilt.

I didn't call you in here to listen
to whiskey-soaked morality.

I've got another job for you.

And what might that be?

The design specs
for Stone's new plastic engine:

I want them.

Do you, now?

Just one telephone call
to Interpol

could make your life
very difficult.

Difficult?

My friend's lying
blind in the hospital!

Why?

Because I convinced myself
that only the car would be hurt.

Because I let you use me

on account of one mistake
I made 20 years ago.

But that's all over now.

Where do you think you're going?

I'm going to confession, lad.

But not to church.

To the racing commission.

Like hell you will!

Get your stinking hands off me!

The idiot will drown.

Drowned men can't talk.

THORNTON:
Right there.

We've concluded that that's
when he cut the right rear brake line.

As you can see, gentlemen, it
does appear from the picture,

that Jake O'Malley
sabotaged Jeff Stone's car.

I don't get it.
Why would O'Malley do that?

Well, we'll know more as soon as the
police have a chance to question him.

And they have a warrant
out right now.

All we're asking
is that you delay the race

long enough for us to get
a new car and driver together.

What about the rest of us?

We all have a lot
riding on this.

I say we race.

Sorry, a delay is
out of the question.

The networks are
airing the race live.

However, since Jeff Stone
qualified tenth,

and given the unusual
circumstances,

if you can have a car and driver
ready by race time,

I'll agree to enter you at
the back of the starting grid.

Well, that means we
only have 24 hours.

It's the best I can do.
I'm sorry.

Thank you for your time,
gentlemen.

[MEN GRUMBLING]

Well...

looks like your friend Visser
is gonna win this thing after all.

And Strickland stays
on top of the series.

It sure seems like they've
got the most to gain from this.

Are you suggesting
a motive here?

All I'm saying is, they've
got an awful lot to gain.

Yeah, they sure do, don't they?

Think I'm gonna
make a few calls.

So what if we're
in the back of the grid?

We're back in the race!

Not so fast, Jeff.

We still don't have a car
or a driver.

Well, what about Wes Granville?

He could drive.

He could fly in
from Cleveland in a few hours.

I've got a better idea.
How about you, MacGyver?

What?

No way.

Why not? You're as good
as Granville -- better.

No! Just forget it.

[SIGHS]

Okay, Charlie, call Wes.

You can use the display
model for the engine.

We still don't have a car.

Oh, yes, we do.

It's one of Dad's
old development cars.

We've been scrounging
parts off it all season.

Needs work.

Engine...

fresh rubber, new brakes,
drive train. It needs everything.

Well...

actually, I've seen
you do a lot more...

with a lot less.

Oh, come on, MacGyver.
We can do it.

Can't we?

Can't we?

ANNOUNCER: The Manufacturer's
GT Cup Race will begin at 2:00 p.m.

Track officials, please report
for a pre-race meeting.

Well, how's it coming?

We're still behind,
but Granville's on his way.

Any news on O'Malley?

You mean McDowell.

Who?

Sean Douglas McDowell.

We ran a photo and prints
through Interpol.

It seems he delivered a package

for the Irish Republican Army
20 years ago.

It turned out to be a bomb.

And a security guard was killed.

20 years on the run, huh?

Uh, something else of interest.

I did do a little
checking on Strickland.

He's borrowed heavily
from his Japanese investors.

If he loses tomorrow,
he's gonna be wiped out.

Well, that's a desperate
combination.

Sounds like Strickland
blackmailed O'Malley

into sabotaging our car.

Sure would be nice if the police
could find O'Malley, wouldn't it?

Anybody here order
some new brake calipers?

Where'd you get
new brake calipers?

I swapped them for the extra
impact gun we had in the pit.

When did we get
an extra impact gun?

When I swapped it for
the posi-unit off the wreck.

You know, if you ever give up
wanting to be a driver,

you've got a huge future
in commodities.

And that was the last time
you saw O'Malley?

Yeah. He came in
when I was closing.

Slipped me a 20
to give him a bottle.

Do you have any idea
where he went?

No, he was still here
when I left.

Okay. Thank you.

ANNOUNCER: One hour
and 45 minutes to race time.

All drivers are reminded
that not only...

Granville should have
been here an hour ago.

Charlie, why don't you
run down to registration

and see if he's checked in yet.

Okay.

[PHONE RINGS]

Maybe that's him.

Phoenix tent.

Yes.

You're talking to him.

What?

Are you sure?

It's Gordon Simms,
the medical examiner.

What's he want?

They just found O'Malley.

Looks like he missed the curve
and went straight in the water.

Appears he drowned.

You don't sound too sure.

Except for a bruise on the jaw,
there are no impact marks.

Hold on a minute, Pete.

Corpses don't bruise.

Well, if he was dead
before he hit the lake,

then where did he drown?

The fountain!

What?

The fountain.

The one in the hospitality tent.

Here. Look.

Okay, I'm back, Pete.

Ask him to draw a sample of
water from O'Malley's lungs.

Simms, did you get that
about the water?

Good.

How long will it
take you to get here?

Right.

This ought to do it.

Antiseptic?

Silver nitrate.

It'll detect chlorine.

The water in the fountain.

We've got a problem.

Wes Granville's plane
was grounded in Chicago.

What?

No. I won't drive.

MacGyver...
if it's the only way...

Pete, I said forget it.

MacGyver!

MacGyver, what's eating you?

I've never seen you like this.

I can't race again, Pete.

I just can't.

You've never talked
about it before.

How about now?

Eight years ago... in Europe,
I was leading a race...

A car clipped me from behind.

I spun into another car.

The driver was killed.

It wasn't your fault.

Pete...

the car that clipped me...

the driver was Hans Visser.

Okay.

So, now you know what to expect.
You'll be ready for him.

I can't do it.

I can't take the chance.

You know, Jeff and Charlie
are putting a lot of faith in you.

So am I.

Well, it's like you said.

Good old clever MacGyver --
he can fix anything.

Maybe it's time
he fixed himself.

Got a surprise for you.

A little added insurance.

ANNOUNCER: Attention: There
is a last-minute change in the grid.

Replacing car #17 is
Phoenix car #99.

Phoenix?
Who's going to drive it?

MacGyver.

No problem.

Yeah, well just in case...

your fire extinguisher
is loaded with nitrous...

attached to your fuel line.

Pull back and you'll
take off like a rocket.

But that's illegal.

So is murder.

ANNOUNCER:
Ladies and gentlemen,

the race for the
Manufacturer's GT Cup

is about to begin.

CHARLIE:
MacGyver!

MacGyver!

I called the hospital.

Dad says good luck.

Me, too.

Listen, all you got to do

is beat Visser, and Dad
wins the championship, okay?

Listen, I'm gonna need
a good crew chief.

Think you can handle it?

You just watch me.

[ENGINE REVVING]

MAN:
15 seconds to air, Jim.

Counting down to you from three.

Al, set up for the start.
Get me a shot of the green flag.

Lock it down.

Ready to rock.

Okay, Jim, coming to you
in three, two, one.

I'm Jim Paulson for
the Satellite Sports Network.

We're simulcast
on radio and television

and coming to you live
from Westwood Springs Raceway

for the GT Cup
Championship Race.

As the drivers follow
the pace car,

we have a light drizzle,

making the track
more treacherous than usual,

so, you can bet this will be
a factor in today's race.

The drivers, now coming through
turn one behind the pace car.

Here's how the grid stacks up.

On the pole,
we have Hans Visser,

driving the black
Strickland car, #8.

Next to him, on the front row,
one Ron Bellows in car 57.

Row two, we've got car 19
with Terry Betts at the wheel,

and Laurie Craig driving car #2.

In row three, we have car #28,
driven today by Brett Goodman,

and Carl Harr in car #77.

Row four, no stranger to the
track here at Westwood Springs,

Rick Payne,

and, of course, uh,
Rick is in car #15,

and newcomer Todd Nichol in #20.

In row five, we have David Boyle
in car #34,

and at the back door, #99,

the last-minute Phoenix entry,
with MacGyver behind the wheel.

Now, will they get a start?

The field appears
to be in nice formation.

Okay, the pace car is off.

There's the green flag.
They're off!

Hans Visser, the European
Formula One champion,

grabs an early lead
right off that green flag.

[ENGINES RACING]

...Rest of our field come
through safely.

A nice start today.

I would have thought the
drivers would be a little cautious,

but I'll tell you, hell, look
at this move by MacGyver.

Scoots by David Boyle
and Todd Nicol.

Now, MacGyver running
eighth overall,

will try to reel in Rick Payne.

He's right up on his bumper,
bobs to the inside, and pulls

it off as they get
into the back straight.

Visser, though,
still dominating out front.

Beautiful fight for second overall here
between Ron Bellows in car 57.

Laurie Craig, car #2,
right up on his bumper,

as they come back
to the hairpin.

Visser, not bobbling at all,

totally in control
at this stage of the race.

Now, look at MacGyver.

Already up at the seventh
as he works on Carl Harr,

and just behind that action,
Payne, almost put...

MacGyver?
Hey, I know that dude!

[LAUGHS]
Right.

Ready four. Take four.

PAULSON: MacGyver, though,
has now moved into sixth overall.

Challenging the rest
of this pack,

this Phoenix has truly risen
from the ashes,

dives to the inside.

He'll have a go
at car #28, Brett Goodman.

Goodman hydroplanes,
loses traction. MacGyver's...

We're like this, man.

Oh, your friend's gonna need
some help today.

That plastic engine of his isn't
gonna last nine laps, let alone 20.

I got 20 says you're wrong.

You got a bet.

[TIRES SQUEALING]

PAULSON:
Visser still dominating.

He doesn't worry
about spray out front.

Ronny Bellows needing some
of that in second place.

The real war now,
third overall, the fight between

Betts and Craig,
and you know what?

Very shortly, MacGyver will have
to deal with that.

Can he get by?

Bingo.

There's chlorine in the water.

Give me the sample
from O'Malley's lungs.

Same reaction.

Same water.

Looks like you've got a homicide
on your hands, Simms.

PAULSON:
Well, MacGyver's sits fifth now...

MacGyver!

PAULSON: ...still a rather
commanding lead, but I tell you,

now MacGyver looking determined
to get a shot at the fourth place...

Yeah. Get him, MacGyver!

PAULSON: Terry is not
gonna let him by easily.

Here's MacGyver trying
to make his move on the outside.

No, Betts shuts him off!

No way! Both cars
are jockeying here.

MacGyver will try
to pick up on a draft.

Uh, can he take Betts?

Maybe on a straightaway.

He does, he goes to the inside.

He's got him!

He's got him on the inside.

Fantastic! MacGyver.

No, he's not letting up at all.

How about that?!

PAULSON: I'll tell you,
MacGyver and his Phoenix entry

will now challenge Laurie Craig
in car two for third place,

and look at this...!

Yeah, go on, MacGyver!
Get him!

Go for it!

PAULSON: ...And Laurie Craig
now has to be satisfied with fourth.

Well, MacGyver's sitting
in third. It's amazing!

Amazing, from dead last,

MacGyver, now running third,

showing no sign
of letting up here.

Visser still with a commanding lead,
coming to the hairpin.

Oh, I don't know.

It's gonna be a real fight now
for second overall.

What's gonna happen by the time
we get to the checkered flag?

Now, MacGyver makes a move
in the first straight.

Will he get by Ronny Bellows?

Ron's not an easy man to...

What did I tell you, man?

It's not over yet, Moe.

PAULSON:
MacGyver is now running second.

I would swear his times are
getting faster with each lap.

Just amazing what they are doing
here at Westwood today.

Now, MacGyver will have a shot
at the race leader.

It is unbelievable
as the white flag comes out.

They're into the last lap.

It'll be a battle royal now
between Visser

and MacGyver for the win
of this GT Cup today.

Hard to believe
that Visser would give it away

in this last lap.

MacGyver, though,
is really going for it,

a most determined young man.

He has come side by side
with our race leader.

The man who has dominated
this entire event today

may be about to give it away!

That is truly hard to believe.

Side by side running
about 150, 60 miles an hour...

[ENGINES RACING]

PAULSON:
...most important for both teams.

They have got
to have this victory.

Now, for the first time
in this event,

it looks like
we'll have a new race leader.

MacGyver has got it!

Visser drops back
into second place.

He tries to pick up on a draft.

Hold it now.
This could be to his advantage.

Let's see what happens here.

He'll try to get up beside
MacGyver one more time.

Beside him.
He literally screamed by him!

An amazing discovery
of horsepower here.

In fact, as they come back
to the hairpin,

it looks like
Visser has overdone it.

He does. He's off the course,
he's into the marble, and

MacGyver holds onto the track.

Now, he's got to fight his
way back out of the mud.

He does.

Visser, determined now,
to at least end up second.

A gain? No, he wants the win.
He wants the win.

He's after MacGyver.
They fight their way through the S's

neck and neck,
and they are fighting it out

at 150 miles an hour!

This race can go either way!

Wait. Now, MacGyver leading by
about a third of a car length.

Visser now makes a move.
He's closing in here.

Oh, this is going
to be Visser, MacGyver.

MacGyver, Visser.

Who's gonna grab it
at the finish line?

The checkered flag waves.
It's MacGyver!

[SCREAMING]

Yahoo!

Ha, ha! MacGyver!

Yeah. Right.

Yay!

PAULSON: An amazing moment
of elation for our race winner today.

What an amazing comeback.

From dead last to the winner's circle!
What a race!

The Phoenix win, clinching
the GT Cup Championship

for Jeff Stone, who's still
in the hospital recovering...

Whoo-wee!

Like taking candy from a baby.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

Not enjoying the race,
Mr. Strickland?

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

I think this belongs to you.

Doesn't it?

Get him out of here.

[SIGHS]

Camera four, can you give me a
tighter shot of the Phoenix pit there?

What? Well, can't
you get any closer?

- We're losing the shot.
- No problem.

I'll bitmap it.

Bitmap?

It's a little trick
I learned from a friend.

- [LAUGHS]
- Here.

- Next time you drive, okay?
- Deal.

[GIGGLES]
Deal!

How do you feel?

[SIGHS]
Nervous.

Remember,
it'll take a few moments

for your eyes to adjust.

Now, Jeff, open your eyes.

[SIGHS]

Nothing.

Wait a minute.

I can see.

[VOICE BREAKING]
I love you, Dad.

[LAUGHS]

Well...

am I missing a celebration here?

It just started.

THORNTON:
Well, congratulations.

And, uh, I have a couple
of other things to cheer about.

Visser rolled over
on Strickland,

so they're both being arraigned on
murder charges tomorrow morning.

Well, that should keep them both
out of circulation for a while.

Yeah, and off the racing circuit
for good.

And, uh, one other thing.

The phones
at the Phoenix Foundation

are ringing off the hooks,

with manufacturers bidding
on the Phoenix engine!

All right!

You did it, MacGyver.

No.

We did it.

Congratulations, partner.

[THEME SONG PLAYING]

MacGYVER:
After three weeks

above the Arctic Circle
monitoring whale migration,

I truly felt there
was no place like home.

No howling subzero winds,
no shifting ice,

no wandering polar bears.

No sushi sandwiches.

Just the simple comforts
of my own domain.

Jack?

Yo, MacGyver. You're home.

Just in time, I might add.

I can't quite figure out
how slide bolt B

fits through flap
hydraulic A-B-left.

Or is it slide bolt A that goes
through flap hydraulic Q-S-right?

Jack...

Jack, what are you doing?

What do you mean?

I mean, it isn't obvious?

Gee, I thought it was really
starting to take shape.

I can see it's a plane.

Oh, then I am making progress.

What did you do to your finger?

Frostbite.
Forget my finger.

Look at my place!

All my stuff...

You know, you, you
are unbelievable.

I let you stay here
for three weeks

and you turn my place
into a... a plane hangar!

Hey, take it easy, MacGyver.

It's no big thing.

You see, it's an ultra-light.

The wings are
collapsible, removable.

The engine and the carriage

will go right out through
your front door, no problemo.

Good, fine, show me.

Now!

Boy! Testy, testy.

[KNOCKING]

- Anybody home?
- Pardone me...

Hey, hey, Gertie.

Well, look what
the cat dragged in.

Now, now, be nice,
or I'll buy a mean dog.

- Whatcha got?
- What you owe.

Looks like they
all found you, Jack.

Time to move again...

- MacGYVER: Bye, Gertie.
- Bye.

Batteries.

Dirty, stinking batteries
in my refrigerator!

That's it.
You're out of here.

If I have to get a court order

to get you banned from
these premises, I will...

do it.

Jack?

It's him.

It's him, gotta be.

Him who?

My father.

There he is in the cap, see?

Recognize the good looks?
I know I do.

That kind of says it all.

"Jack,

I wish you could
have known your father

and he could have known you.

Unfortunately, the war in Korea

took him away from
all of us too soon.

I know that what I loved in him
must surely be a part of you.

God bless you and keep you."

"A friend?"

So my old man's dead.

That answers that.

What? You didn't know?

I never even knew
what he looked like till now.

Jack, I don't understand.

Eh, I'm not sure I do, either.

Why is she doing this?

Why, after 37 years?

Who are you talking about?

My mother, who else?

What kind of friend
writes a letter like that, huh?

What kind of friend would
send four packages in ten days...

all of them with
your father's personal effects.

Look at this, MacGyver.
Look at this. You see this?

"Captain Jack Dalton, Senior."

Must have been
some kind of hero, huh?

I got this cap
about three years ago.

Before that, zip.

Then this stuff starts
arriving in the mail.

You don't understand?

I don't understand.

I never did.

Jack, who were those people you
were living with in high school?

Foster parents.

Nice people.

And what happened
to your real mom?

I never knew her.

She, uh...

She gave me up for adoption
while I was still in diapers.

Why didn't you tell me
any of this before?

Too busy aggravating you,
I guess.

No. I...

I just sort of...

pushed it all over to
the dark side of my brain

a long time ago.

I... didn't need to keep
reminding myself

I wasn't good enough to keep.

Well, I don't buy that.

Read between the lines, Jack.

If this "friend"
really is your mother,

it's obvious she's
trying to reach out.

Hah! Reach out?

Isn't it a little late for that?

I don't know. Is it?

THORNTON:
My sources at the Pentagon

confirmed the I.D. number
on the bomber.

The pilot, Captain Jack Dalton,

was assigned to the Fifth
Air Force's 67th Flight Squadron.

The plane was shot down
over Kim Po Airfield,

January 8, 1951.

"Captain Dalton was, uh...
posthumously awarded

the Distinguished Flying Cross

for staying at the
controls of his plane

until his three
surviving crewmen,

Greer, Zisco and Akers,
could bail out."

Well, Dad, you did good.

Anything in there
about a wife and son?

Yes.

Uh, it says that there
was a wife and that, uh,

she put in for maternity benefits
at Lakeland Military Hospital.

A child was born...
February 3, 1951.

But there's no further
documentation.

What was my mother's name?

Come on, Pete.

Your mother's name
is Francine Dalton.

Francine? Francine!

The foxy lady
painted on the bomber!

Jack, Mrs. Francine
Leyland Dalton

is a fugitive from justice.

And she has been
for the past three years.

What?

On what charge?

She was arrested along with her
employer, an investment broker,

named Arthur Bandel.

He was indicted as the kingpin

of a multi-million
dollar stock swindle.

It says here your mother
was charged as co-conspirator.

She, uh, jumped bail
after arraignment.

My mother a wanted felon.
What a day.

And from everything I've read,

this Arthur Bandel has
used every legal means

at his disposal to keep this
thing from going to court

for the past three years.

It seems like, uh, neither one
of them wants to face the music.

Yeah. Well, so much for him.

And so much for dear old mom.

If the law can't find her,
we never will.

Well, if you wanted to try,

you might start by paying a visit to
the bondsman who put up her bail.

- Might find out something.
- Yeah, that's a good idea.

Mothers.

Sometimes they're more trouble
than they're worth, you know?

Jack?

Is she more trouble
than she's worth?

Or do you want
to dig a little deeper?

I'm here to help if you want.

Thanks.

I didn't punch the cop, you did.

I didn't set the bail,
the judge did.

The bond is ten grand,
you got it?

A personal check?
Get real!

I want cash
or your pink slip, bozo!

You can go right in.

Then fine,
enjoy life on the inside.

Make new friends.

- [SLAMS PHONE]
- Needle-neck jerk!

Felony or misdemeanor?

Uh, neither.
I'm Jack Dalton.

This is my friend
Mr. MacGyver.

What do you want?

Francine Dalton.

Francine Dalton.

Well, you ain't alone
on that score, pal.

That whacked-out,
double-crossing broad

is gonna cost me a hundred
G's on a forfeited bond.

That "broad" happens
to be my mother.

Your mother, huh?
My apologies.

Mr. Ricco, all we want
is some information.

You put up the bail for her
and Arthur Bandel, right?

Yeah, and she skipped.

For three years, I've been
out a whole lot of money,

which I stand
to lose permanently

if she doesn't show up
for trial.

Wait a minute, the Bandel
case is going to trial?

Set for the 17th.

That's Monday.
Today is Saturday.

That's not much time, is it?

Do you have a copy of the
police custody record?

Sweetheart,

do you think you can
find the Dalton file?

Sometime today?

All ready for Monday, Marty.

So, whatcha looking for?
Hot tip?

Let me guess.

The phone number of
the person she called

the night she was arrested.
Am I right?

- Sam Greer.
- You know him?

Lives in Lakeland.
Owns a bar... The Wingman.

We checked him out
right after she skipped.

He loaned her some
traveling money. End of story.

Thanks, Mr. Ricco.

We'll let you know if
we find anything else.

You do that.

Look!

If you can somehow manage
to bring her in,

in the next 48 hours...

I'll pay you the same commission

I'd pay any
licensed bounty hunter.

You're a very sick man, Marty.

Let's go, MacGyver.

Stay in touch, you hear?

Colton! What's up?

I heard it all, Marty.

Francine Dalton is mine.

Sam Greer.
That's our lead, Jack.

They've already checked him out.

Sam "Sparky" Greer
was on your dad's bomber crew.

It's all in that file
that Pete gave us.

Old Marty in there
doesn't seem to know

that your dad
saved Greer's life.

Hey, maybe Sparky's
the friend that mailed

all my dad's photos and
medals and stuff, you think?

Maybe.

Let's get to The Wingman
and find out.

COLTON:
Sam Greer's a dead end.

He told me nothing.

But you ain't
Francine Dalton's son.

Now, if you want
to cop your fee,

you'll follow her boy out there,
find her,

and bring her back here
before midnight Sunday.

You got that?

They're moving.

Dawn, I'm on a bromo run.

[PHONE RINGS]

Yes?

Hi, Mr. Bandel.
This is Dawn.

Do you remember that fur coat
you promised me?

I just earned it.

What do you have, Dawn?

A couple
of very interesting people

paid a call on Marty.

One of them was
a Mr. Jack Dalton.

He says
he's Francine Dalton's son.

Francine Dalton has a son?

Surprised me, too.

W-Where is he?

A bar in Lakeland,
called The Wingman.

Marty seems to think they're
going to look this guy up, Sam Greer.

Dawn... Dawn,
did I ever tell you,

you... you are beautiful?

No.

[DIAL TONE]

Ken, David, come in here.

[DOOR OPENS]

Yes, sir?

Good, Kenny.
Francine Dalton.

For three years, she's had
a noose around my neck,

and now I think
I can do something.

I've finally got some leverage.

Seems she has a son.
Jack Dalton.

I want you to go over to
Lakeland to this bar and find him,

and bring him back to me.

And what about Francine Dalton, sir?
Do we take her out?

No, Dave.

Francine Dalton has evidence

detrimental
to Mr. Bandel's case.

The idea is to trade
the evidence for her son.

Am I right, sir?

Yeah, that's right, Kenny.

Now, stay clear of Francine.

We don't want her
to push any panic button.

And if he finds his mother,
all right, fine.

Let them get together
for a final family reunion.

Then... bring Jack Dalton to me.

[COUNTRY MUSIC PLAYING]

[CONVERSATION AND LAUGHTER]

How you doing?

- MAN: Let me get that one.
- How's everything?

The Wingman Bar.
You've got to love it.

Gad, I'd almost stay grounded
to own a joint like this.

Jack...

take a look behind the bar.

I think I need a drink.

WOMAN: Let me have
three drafts, a Scotch,

and one Irish up.

Thank you, Sparky.

What can I do for you boys?

A "hello" would be nice, Sparky.

I'm Jack Dalton,

Jack and Francine Dalton's son.

Jack, my God, if you
aren't the spitting image!

DALTON: This is
my friend, MacGyver.

- Hi.
- Hi.

Well, how'd you boys
track me down?

Well, you are the friend that sent my
dad's things along to me, aren't you?

Yes sirree, that's me.

Do you always sign your notes,
"A Friend"?

Oh, listen, I-I just felt
it was...

best to pass along the stuff
anonymously.

I... I didn't know if it was gonna
upset you or make you proud.

But you should be proud.

Your father was the salt
of the earth, son.

He gave his life to, uh...
save mine and...

Ernie's and Bud's.

Well, anyway, now
that you found me,

how about a drink...
on the house?

H-two-oh on the rocks
for my friend,

and I'll have whatever
my mom's drinking these days.

She, um...

used to drink Irish.

Straight up, as I recall.

DALTON: You seen her,
heard from her at all lately?

GREER:
No. Not for a while.

How long would that be,
Mr. Greer?

About three years?

Mr. Greer, we know
Francine Dalton called you

the day she was arrested.

And we know
it would be next to impossible

for you to have tracked
down Jack on your own.

Sparky, she's my mother.

For better or worse,
I just want to meet her.

Come on, Sparky,
you said yourself

you owed my dad one, a big one.

SPARKY: And I'm
honoring that, believe me.

Look...

I can tell you this.

Your mother is alive
and well and safe.

And if you want
to keep it that way,

then just leave it alone.

Jack?

I think we found her.

Upstairs?

Too late boys.
Last hand of the day. Sorry.

Well, that's a straight.

Ace high.

Say good night, everybody.

MAN: Next time, Franny.

Next time, make it
interesting, Charlie.

Bring more cash.

Yeah, sure thing.

Hey, Nick, I'll buy
you a beer. Hang on.

NICK:
Great.

[SIGHS]

MacGYVER:
Francine Dalton?

Fran Leyland.
You got the wrong address.

No, I don't.

I'm Jack Junior.
I'm... your son.

I don't have a son.

Yeah, you do.

Leyland's your maiden name.
You're Francine Dalton.

You married Jack Dalton.

He died, you had a son.

You gave him up for
adoption in 1951.

Well, you did your homework.

So what do you want,
a gold star?

How about hello?

I said goodbye
to you a long time ago.

So that's it?

Over and out.

No regrets, huh?

Look, is that why you came here?

To see a guilt-ridden old woman?

Are you saying you had nothing
to do with contacting Jack?

You didn't send
along his father's pins,

medals, photos
these last few days?

That weak-kneed,
sentimental old fool Sparky

did that without asking me.

Look, I'm sorry he
wasted your time.

And mine.

Hey, Mom, so am I.

MacGYVER:
Jack.

Hey, Jack!

Count your money later.

I want to know what kind
of mother gives up her son

twice in one lifetime.

Look, if you're his friend,
don't make a scene.

Just take him away from here
and keep him away.

Maybe what I should do
is take you to the police.

That is the last thing
you want to do.

Look, I don't think
you understand.

I am trying to save his life.

And mine.

- What are you talking about?
- It's none of your business.

Just leave it alone.
It's my problem.

Does that problem include...

[SIGHS]

...Arthur Bandel?

Oh, you two have really done
your homework, haven't you?

Yeah.

Arthur Bandel.

The man wants me dead,

and the only reason I'm not
is that I'm holding evidence,

evidence that would
put him away.

But the Justice Department can't
get a conviction without it.

And I won't be harmed
as long as I've got it.

Bandel's afraid to come near me.

But if he finds out
that I've got a son...

he's gonna hunt him down,

and he's gonna use him
against me.

And I will not allow that
to happen.

Now do you understand?

Yeah.
I understand.

But you got
to make Jack understand.

You can't leave him hanging
like this.

I am telling you
I never wanted to hurt him.

[VOICE BREAKING]: I prayed
I would never hurt him again.

Then tell him the truth.

[CHAMBER CLICKING]

How'd it go with
your mother, Jack?

What do you think, Dave?

Look at him.

Go ahead, blow.
You'll feel better.

- Who are you?
- Bandel's escort service.

Please, no sudden moves.
I hate making a mess.

I hate when you do.

Come on, Jack, let's go.

Jack!

[TIRES SQUEALING]

[ENGINE REVVING,
TIRES SQUEALING]

[ENGINE REVVING]

[BRAKES SQUEALING]

[GRUNTS]

[GRUNTS]

Are you all right?

Yeah.

- Who are those guys?
- They're Arthur Bandel's men.

They found out about Jack.
It's just what I was afraid of.

COLTON: Francine,
I've been looking for you.

- [LAUGHS]
- [CHAMBER CLICKING]

There you go,
that ought to hold you.

- Ow!
- And I'll just take this knife.

Let me guess.

Marty Ricco's
bounty hunter, right?

Only when the price is right.

And the price on her head is
gonna get me out of this pitiful racket,

and into the island life.

Coconuts and hula girls.

That's where I'm headed, Jack.

Gee, that's great,
but, in the meantime,

two of Bandel's men just
kidnapped my friend.

My son.

Not my problem.

Francine!

Sparky!

Why don't you go
fix somebody a drink?

Move!

[LAUGHS]

Hey.

Now, listen to me.

That man is going to take
evidence to the authorities,

and as soon as he does that,
my son's gonna be killed.

Cry me a river, lady.

Francine,
what are you talking about?

Sparky is my safety valve.

He has instructions to take a
computer disc with the evidence

against Bandel
to the Justice Department.

Bandel will kill Jack
just to spite me.

We've got to stop Sparky.

MacGYVER:
Hey, uh...

how about letting me go?

[LAUGHS]

What do I look like,
some kind of rookie to you, pal?

Ain't nobody ever come back to
bushwhack me before a delivery,

and I ain't about to let it
start happening now.

[KEYS JINGLING]

[ENGINE STARTS]

[HAWAIIAN MUSIC PLAYING]

Are we being clever?

[SOFTLY]:
Your feet.

Take it.

[MUSIC CONTINUES]

I can't get us loose
until we get him out of the van.

How do we do that?

Think of something.

So... what's your name?

Colton.

Colton.

Tell me, Colton, what's
that lowlife, Marty Ricco,

paying you for this?

Five grand?

Hey, don't sell yourself
cheap, lady.

You're worth at least 15.

I'll tell you what.

I'll give you $25,000
if you take me back to the bar.

I've got the money in the safe.

Now, that way I can stop Sparky,

and you could make yourself
$10,000 more.

COLTON:
You all just order room service.

I got a phone call to make.

She's offering $25,000,
Marty's offering $15,000.

Marty's gonna have to do better.

[METAL SCRAPING]

[SCRAPING CONTINUES]

[GRUNTS]

Hey, Marty, yeah, I got her.
[LAUGHS]

Francine Dalton?!

Nah, your mama --
who else, sucker?

[LAUGHS]

Colton, that's great!

I don't care what I said
about you before, man.

You are the best.

- You hear me? The best.
- Yeah, gee, whiz.

[SARDONICALLY] Well, I
really do appreciate that, Marty.

[METAL CLANKING]

FRANCINE: I don't
even know your name.

MacGyver.

Francine.

It's a pleasure.

Look here, man.
I got a problem.

I mean, it's getting
real confusing out here.

What, what?

Well, you're offering me 15
to bring her in;

she's offering me 25
to let her go.

I think I'll let her go.

What?!

- Colton!
- [POUNDS RECEIVER]

There must be something wrong
with the connection.

30 grand, Marty.

Huh? Huh?

How's your connection now?
[LAUGHS]

Marty... I knew
you'd see it my way.

- [LAUGHS]
- [ENGINE REVS]

- [TIRES SCREECHING]
- Hey!

FRANCINE: Hurry, MacGyver,
we've got to stop Sparky.

Yes, um... Justice Department,
Investigations, please.

I know it's Saturday.

Can you give me
your weekend command center?

I'm-I'm looking for
a Mr. Stephen Jastrow.

The deputy...
de-deputy attorney general.

Yes, I'll hold.

BANDEL:
Your mother used to work for me

on the trading floor
at the stock exchange.

She was a tough trader.

She knew when to gamble,

she followed my
instructions to the letter,

and she didn't ask
too many questions.

You gonna give me her resume
or get to the point?

The point is
the Justice Department

started asking
a bunch of questions.

Your mother became a liability
I couldn't afford.

On top of that, your mother
managed to jump bail.

She disappeared
with a computer disc

that had enough evidence on it
to bury me in court Monday.

So now I'm supposed
to be collateral, is that it?

Well, good luck, bud,

'cause my mother
couldn't give a tinker's damn

whether I'm alive or dead.

Well, we'll soon find out,
won't we?

No! I already checked with
command center in Washington.

They told me to call you.

Yes. Stephen Jastrow.

I don't know, you spell it.

Will you bureaucratic numskulls
just patch me through?

This is an emergency!

[TIRES SCREECHING]

[TIRES SCREECHING]

FRANCINE:
Hurry. Hurry.

Yes, Mister Jastrow.

Finally.

I'm calling for Francine Dalton.

Uh, she has this computer disc
she wanted me to forward to you.

Me?

- Well, my name is...
- [DOOR OPENS]

- FRANCINE: Sparky!
- Francine!

Who are you calling?

Nobody.

Daggone it, Francine,
you scared the daylights out of me!

Sparky, it's Bandel --
he's got Jack Junior.

Oh, my Lord.

Well, what do we do now?

I don't know; the whole plan
has gone up in smoke now.

What plan?

I was gonna show up in court
day after tomorrow,

with the disc.

To prove my innocence
and put Bandel away.

Once again, the best-laid plans
seem to end in disaster, don't they?

Now, wait a minute.

They've got Jack,
you've got the disc.

I suggest we set up a trade.

[RINGING]

Hello?

This is Francine Dalton.

Mr. Bandel...

Francine Dalton.

Francine?

My son for the evidence, Arthur.

You get your case
thrown out of court.

We'll be even Steven.

We make the trade tonight,
agreed?

No, we'll make the trade
tomorrow morning.

It's nice and quiet
out here now.

Besides, I can see you coming.

7:00 a.m., alone, Francine.

No problem.

It'll all be over soon, huh?

For both of you.

[GUN COCKS]

There's only one
thing keeping me

from blowing your
head off, slick --

the Dalton woman.

Where is she?

Can we negotiate?

Okay!

She's on her way.

She's trying to save her son.

That story again?

It happens to be the truth.

But if you don't let me
go in there and help her,

we can kiss them both goodbye.

Look, I ain't taking no more
of your tap-dancing, slick!

All right.

Okay.

Will you just do me
one little favor

and point that thing
someplace else?

[GUN CLICKS]

All right, just relax
and listen.

Francine Leyland wants to appear
in court tomorrow.

As soon as her son is safe,

she's yours --
you can have the commission.

Until that time,
you've got a choice.

Either get in the way,

or help.

Now, what's it gonna be?

[GUN CLICKS]

Good choice.

There's a guard in front.

Why don't you take him out?

Then keep an eye on things

till I can get them all
out of there.

Thought you said
you were in a hurry.

She's here.

Looks like she's alone.

BANDEL:
Francine...

where's the disc?

Where's Jack?

You all right, Jack?

Well, the last 37 years
have been kind of tough.

Get in the elevator, Francine.

BANDEL: Ken, you
bring the other elevator.

Lock it off on the fourth floor.

Then bring her to my office.

KEN:
Yes, sir.

You look good, Francine.

Kenny, get the disc.

Sit down, sit down.

I didn't think you'd show up.

I said what I said to keep
you away from all of this.

I'm sorry, Jack.

[COMPUTER KEYS CLICKING]

We've lost power.

[SIGHS]
Dave, check it out, will you?

Power's back,
but I still can't get in.

[BEEPING]

Francine, I'm getting sick
and tired of your games.

I want you to tell me
that password, now.

Not until Jack is safe.

We had a deal.

Kenny?

The password, Francine.

[CHAMBER CLICKING]

Okay. Just don't hurt him.

The password

is Jack.

MacGYVER:
Hey, there.

[GRUNTS]

[BEEPING]

[KEYBOARD CLICKING, BEEP]

Bingo.

BANDEL: All right, let's
make sure we have 'em all.

Check out the shell companies.

You shouldn't
have given it to him.

- You're my son.
- Since when?

- [COMPUTER BEEPING]
- KEN: Here we are.

I know I deserve that.

Why?

I've always wanted
to ask you that.

Jack, please,
try and understand.

I was a bride, a mother,

and a widow,
all at the age of 17.

Your father was the only man
I ever loved.

When he was shot down,
I went out of my mind.

I couldn't even take care of myself,
much less my own baby.

I never forgave myself
for giving you up.

Can you forgive me?

KEN:
They're all there.

Swiss bank account numbers,
phony companies, the lot.

Yeah, the companies
might be phony,

but the profits are real enough.

Power's gone again.

Francine, I told you
to come up here alone.

Kenny, go on up there,
see what's going on.

There's no power failure.

Must be rats.
This place is full of 'em.

[BIRD SINGING]

[GRUNTS]

[GROANING]

[SIGHS]

Come on, move it.
Let's go.

What next, a little one-way
drive in the country?

Just move.

You can do better than that.

The least you could do is come up
with something original, right, Mom?

Arthur never did have much
imagination.

Oh. Just shut up,
Francine. Keep moving.

Forget it! Forget it! Drop it!

Drop it, Bandel.

Drop it!

No! You drop it.

You drop it.

COLTON: That woman's
coming with me, Bandel.

BANDEL:
I don't think so.

We're gonna walk out of here,

and if anyone comes near her,
she'll get blown away.

Shoot her.

Go ahead and shoot her.

Price on her head is just
as high

whether she's dead
or alive. Shoot her!

JACK: Come on, you got what
you want. Leave her, take me.

No, I think I'll
just keep her with me.

Oh, come on, Bandel.

You're over your head, now.

Money's one thing, but murder

and kidnapping is
something else.

Give it up.

COLTON:
Man makes good sense.

I'd listen to him.

In fact, I'd jump
all over that idea.

BANDEL:
Now I'm warning you, stay back.

Stay back!

That's it.

On your feet.

Thank you.

Well... payday.

Uh, Colton...

Why don't you give them
a couple of minutes?

They've waited 37 years for this.

"To my friends --

Thanks again
for making it happen.

If you're ever craving
chocolate macadamia nuts,

come and look me up.
Jesse Colton."

Now that Colton is
one happy fella.

How about that Bandel?
Now there's one unhappy fella.

I don't know.

Federal prison is a good place
for a guy as industrious as Arthur.

He might even amount to
something in 20 or 30 years.

So how about you?

What's it like to know there's
nobody looking over your shoulder?

Well, for one thing

it makes you want to look ahead
instead of behind.

I, uh, haven't got much
experience as a mother.

I hope you're going
to be patient with me.

Are you kidding?

I've never really been
anybody's son before, either.

We'll fake it.

Deal.

[THEME SONG PLAYING]

MacGYVER:
I grew up an only child --

no brothers or sisters.

But somehow Penny Parker

brings out the big brother
in me, anyway.

She's the kind of girl
who needs...

well, looking after.

Ever since I've known Penny,
and that's going back a while,

she's been trying to break
into show business.

When she landed the role
in a new musical,

I was the first one
she called with the news.

I couldn't resist her invitation
to drop in on a rehearsal.

Besides, it never hurts to
get a little culture in your life.

Ah, MacGyver.

Let the show begin.

[UPBEAT ROCK MUSIC PLAYS]

[MUSIC CONTINUES]

♪ I am the queen
of the pyramids ♪

♪ And I rule the Nile ♪

♪ I am the queen of snakes ♪

♪ Why don't you stay
for a while? ♪

♪ Yeah, the sphinx
never sleeps ♪

♪ Bury your soul
in the sand ♪

♪ And the tyrants weep ♪

♪ As they hold my hand ♪

♪ Cleopatra smiles ♪

I am the queen of the Nile ♪

♪ Yeah, Cleo rocks,
yeah, Cleo shocks ♪

♪ I will take
your world from you ♪

♪ Yeah, Cleo shakes,
she dominates ♪

♪ There's nothing I can't do ♪

♪ You will love me forever,
yeah, Cleo rocks ♪

♪ Cleopatra smiles ♪

♪ I am the queen of the Nile ♪

♪ Yeah, Cleo rocks,
yeah, Cleo shocks ♪

♪ I will take
your world from you ♪

♪ Yeah, Cleo shakes,
she dominates ♪

♪ There's nothing I can't do ♪

♪ You will love me forever ♪

♪ Cleo rocks ♪

♪ Cleo rocks ♪

♪ Cleo rocks ♪

♪ Cleo rocks! ♪

MAN [FRENCH ACCENT]:
Stop! Reset the playback!

It's a nightmare!

It is terrible!

There's no fire, no spark!

I'm sorry, I can do better,
Mr. Leroux.

No, no, Penny,
you are wonderful.

We will perfect the kick.
It is Mr. Newton here.

I'll give you what you want,

but you have to let me
feel my motivation.

Motivation?

Your only motivation, monsieur,
is to keep your job.

We open in less than a week!

MAN:
Leroux!

Leroux, we've got to talk.

Now.

I have no time for your
interruptions, Wintergreen.

I'm trying to rehearse.

Then I suggest you make time.

Very well.

Jimmy, why don't you
run the dancers

through the opening of Act Two?

Okay,
Mr. Leroux.

Dancers, get ready.

That was good, Penny.

WINTERGREEN:
$5,000 for hydraulics? For what?

LEROUX: How do you expect
Cleopatra to make an entrance?

Wintergreen, if you want
a spectacular show,

I give you spectacular show!

The only "spectacular"
I've seen so far is the expense.

MacGyver! Oh, you made it.

I wouldn't have missed
this for anything.

Well, what'd you think?
Was I okay?

I was a little slow
coming out of the esophagus.

Sarcophagus.

And I missed
that darn kick again.

No, Penny, you were terrific,
believe me.

I-I'm very...

Surprised?

Impressed.

How I choose to stage my
play is entirely up to me.

To a point, but this is crazy.

How do I explain this kind of
money to the investors

if they start asking questions?

You will
have to explain nothing.

When I unleash
my production on the world

there will only be applause.

Oh, MacGyver,
I still can't believe it.

You know, they even put a star
on my dressing room door.

I'm proud of you.

I'm sure there was a lot
of competition for this part.

I don't know.

Right out of the blue,
they called my agent Sergio.

Don't tell me it doesn't pay
to have good representation.

And Jacques,
the director, he's so sweet.

You know, he was a dancer himself
before he got in a car accident.

Kind of tragic, huh?

Don't you hear me?
Don't you listen?

You cannot continue
to spend without permission.

I do not need your permission
for every little detail!

I am the director!

Now our agreement gives me
full creative authority.

Over choreography,
set design and casting.

- Casting?
- Casting!

Yeah, it doesn't look like
he's let it slow him down any.

WINTERGREEN:
You call that casting?

The only experience
she's ever had is...

delivering singing telegrams!

We need a star
to attract an audience!

LEROUX:
A star?

Penny is better than a star.

She is a discovery.

She is nothing.

- Nothing?
- Nothing.

Enough!

Now this may be your theatre,

but when I am in rehearsal,
this is my stage!

Then I suggest
you get on with it.

My children...

let's go from
the bottom of the stairs,

if Monsieur Anthony
is ready. Penny.

Penny, pay no attention
to this Wintergreen.

The man is a pig.

Remember, mes enfants,
give me passion, excitement!

[ELECTRICAL CRACKLING]

Penny, look out!

Penny, you are not hurt?

No, I'm fine.

Thanks to my friend, MacGyver.

Well, thank God for your
presence, Monsieur...

- MacGyver.
- MacGyver.

That is enough for today.

Rehearsals are over.
Fini. Thank you.

Go home.

[INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS]

And it will be fini for all of us
if these incidents continue.

Something like this
happened before?

Like this, no, but other things.

Other... accidents.

Yeah, like the dancer
who fell down the stairs,

or the janitor who got locked
in the furnace room.

The door handle came off,
and he almost cooked all night.

Wintergreen.

He hordes his money,
he saves nothing for upkeep.

Someone is going to get hurt.

- You okay?
- Uh-huh.

- STAGEHAND: How'd that happen?
- I don't know.

Well, it doesn't sound like
this place is too safe.

Oh, there's more
to it than that.

Some of the stage crew's
even saying

that the show has a jinx on it.

Poor Jacques.

Mr. Wintergreen isn't making
it any easier on him.

Your concern for old Jacques

wouldn't be a little more
than professional, would it?

Well, we've
been working so closely.

He's such a fascinating man.

Penny, I thought you swore off
show biz relationships.

Oh, this isn't show business.

It's theatre.

Flowers!

Oh, MacGyver, you didn't.

Oh, Penny, you're right,
I didn't.

Must be another secret admirer.

"To your future."
Oh, how sweet.

Dead roses?

Well, somebody has
a weird sense of humor.

I hope that's all it is.

Well, of course it is.
It's a joke.

It's just not funny, that's all.

- LEROUX: Penny?
- Yes, Jacques?

Penny, my dear.

Penny, rehearsals will begin
an hour later in the morning.

It will be just you and I.

I want to work on the new routine
for the seduction number.

I'll be right on time.

[HUMMING]

Please, forgive
the interruption.

Oh, uh, Penny,
I'm gonna run along.

Take care of yourself now, okay?

Everything's under control.

Monsieur MacGyver,

you and Penny are very
good friends, yes?

Well, we're kinda
like family, actually.

Of course.

She has told me of your
adventures together.

I must thank you again
for saving her.

Penny...
is a very special girl.

We must take
special care of her, no?

Yeah, well, she does take some
looking after, that's for sure.

Of course.

Well, she is worth it.

Adieu, monsieur.

Ciao.

Excuse me, who are you?

What are you doing here?

Well, I was just
on my way out, actually.

I'm a friend of Penny Parker's.

Oh, yeah, Little Miss Discovery.

Listen, uh, you really shouldn't be
wandering around back here

on your own, you know --
could be dangerous.

Yeah, you know Penny said
that a lot of strange things

have been happening
around here lately.

You ever think
of checking them out?

That's the stage door.
Why don't you check that out?

Well, Penny may be right.

It's probably just
somebody's idea of a joke.

A bad joke.

Yeah, well, it was no joke
the way that sign fell.

- What do you mean?
- I'm not sure, Pete.

I'll have to take a closer look
before I start pointing any fingers.

Would you mind running a check
on that theater owner?

Yeah, sure.

What's his name, Wintergreen?

Right.

You're really worried,
aren't you?

Yeah, I am.

Mr. Wintergreen, I think it's time
you and I cleared the air.

What do I look like,
a catalytic converter?

Look, I know
you don't like me very much...

but that doesn't mean you
have to make it so hard on me.

I mean, I'm trying
my best, and, well...

it's not making it any easier
with you yelling at me all the time.

Please, don't start
with the waterworks.

You want to make it
in show business?

Toughen up.

I know.

I'm all right.

It's just this break
means so much to me.

You wait till opening night.

I'm gonna knock their socks off.

No.

No, you're not.

And you want to know why?

Because you're an amateur.

And nobody pays to see amateurs.

I'm a professional,
Mr. Wintergreen.

[SNIFFLES]

I'm gonna prove it to you
on that stage.

You'll make me a lot happier

if you prove it
at the box office.

[RHYTHMIC SQUEAKING]

[SQUEAKING CONTINUES]

[RATTLING]

Who's that?!

[SQUEAKING CONTINUES]

[JIGGLES HANDLE]

[SQUEAKING]

[JIGGLES HANDLE]

[SQUEAKING CONTINUES]

[SQUEAKING]

[GASPS]

[SQUEAKING]

[SQUEAKING]

[SCREAMING]

- [SCREAMS]
- [GRUNTS]

Oh, MacGyver.

Penny! What's all
the screaming about?

Somebody's following me,

and he's still in there.

Any idea who?

I don't know,

but he makes this weird noise
when he moves,

like metal creaking,
or something.

Are... Are you sure you weren't
just spooked by the lights going out?

MacGyver, I know what I saw.

All right.

Well...

he's gone now.

PENNY:
Blood.

It's stage blood.

It looks like a poem.

PENNY:
"Murder is in the air

"under the temple of Ra...

Death awaits
on the final curtain."

Oh, MacGyver...

MacGYVER: Penny, the dead flowers
might have been a prank.

But this is getting serious.

I think you should
take some time off

till we can figure
out what's going on.

I can't leave the show!

Besides, theater people are,

are always playing jokes
like this on each other.

- Oh, fun people.
- Penny?

Penny, I've been waiting
on stage.

Monsieur MacGyver,
is there something wrong?

Uh, no, I'm okay, Jacques.

Just somebody playing
a sick prank.

I wish I knew who'd
do such a thing.

Wintergreen, this is who.

He's been trying to force me out
ever since rehearsals began.

Believe me,
if I could find a theater

big enough for my production,

I would take
my Cleo elsewhere, today.

Mr. Wintergreen wouldn't do
something like this. Would he?

I don't know,
but he sure has the power

to do something about it.

- Excuse me.
- Of course.

Mr. Wintergreen?

You again.

What is it?

Just hang on a second,

I want to talk to you
about something.

Penny and I found this
stuck to a fitting dummy.

With this.

[PAPER RUSTLING]

"Murder is in the air
under the temple of Ra.

Death awaits..."

So?

So I think you should
do something about it.

Like what?

Want me to call the police?
What am I gonna tell them?

My leading lady has
been assaulted by a poem?

Doesn't even rhyme.

Wintergreen!

Look, I'm trying to
run a theater here.

Between that flake Leroux

and worrying about
your friend, the star,

I've got enough on my plate.

You cannot ignore what's been
going on around here.

What's been going on around here
is a lot of wasted time.

The show opens on Friday.

If it flops,
we close on Saturday.

My father opened this theater.

The only reason I let Leroux talk me
into this rock and roll freak show

is to try and save this theater

from becoming another
downtown parking lot.

All right.

But the least you can do is
consider hiring some security guards

to keep an eye on the place
before somebody gets hurt.

I will take it under advisement.

THORNTON: The lab
found no prints on the knife,

so whoever did this
was anxious to cover his tracks.

So much for the practical
joke theory, huh?

Yeah.

Anything on Wintergreen?

Yeah, right here.

Benjamin Wintergreen.

In debt up to his eyeballs.

The overhead on that theater
has been bleeding him dry for years.

Yeah, so he says.

Well, did he also tell you
that he's got Penny's show

insured right up to the limit?

He'll take in quite a tidy sum
if it closes for some reason.

What would that take?

Oh, any number of things.

Accident, fire...

Something happening
to the leading lady?

Yeah, maybe.

Where's the evidence?

I'm working on it.

[SIGHS]

No, no, no, Penny,

it's ball change, hip swing,

then kick, okay?

Clumsy, huh?

You will be wonderful.

Let's take a break.

Oh, Jacques,
you make it so easy.

I don't think anybody's ever
believed in me the way you do.

Except maybe MacGyver.

You care about him
very much, yes?

Sure. He's like... a big brother.

Then it would not be improper
of me to offer you this.

Oh, Jacques,
you're too good to me.

Impossible.

It's beautiful.

Not half as beautiful
as you, my dear.

You will wear it when I take you
to dinner tonight?

[SOFTLY]
Oh.

I'd love to.

[PLAYING GENTLE MELODY]

[PIANO PIECE CONTINUES]

You are very beautiful, Penny.

Your every movement
brings my music to life.

[GENTLE SIZZLING]

Sulfur.

Yes. Yes.

Yes, very well, I'll tell him.

Oh, Mr. Thornton,
it's Penny Parker.

Well, what's the problem?

She and MacGyver
are at the theatre.

Something's wrong.
She said they need your help.

Oh, boy. Here. Take that.

What are you going to do?

I'm going down there
to see what's going on.

[SIGHS]

[SIGHS]

[SIGHS]

"Murder is in the air
under the temple of Ra.

Death awaits
on the final curtain."

"Murder is in the air
under the temple..."

Murdoc.

That's impossible.

Remember me, MacGyver?!

[GRUNTING]

Say goodbye, MacGyver!

[FADING OUT SLOWLY]
MacGyver!

PENNY:
Pete?

Come quick.

Hurry.

I need help.

Please hurry.

Before it's too late.

Oh, no!
Help!

Oh, please, help me, Pete.

Oh, please help me, Pete.

PENNY'S VOICE:
Oh, please help me, Pete.

[NORMAL VOICE]
Peter Thornton.

It's been a long time.

Murdoc.

But you're dead.

Would you care to join me?

[AEROSOL HISSING]

[COUGHS]

[MANIACALLY LAUGHING]

[GROANS]

MURDOC:
Come on, Pete.

Get in the cage, Pete.

In the cage!

It's been a long time, Peter.

I must say, though,
I'm a little disappointed.

You've made this...
far too...

easy for me, Pete.

Well, I guess I didn't expect

to be coming up against
a dead man, did I?

You know me
better than that, Pete.

You haven't stopped me before,
and you never will.

How long have we been playing
this game now, Peter?

What is it, ten, 15 years?

Once upon a time
when they needed a man

for an assassination, a killing,
they would get me.

The best man for the job.
The best man in the business.

Quick, neat, untraceable.

Took great pride in my work,

made a very good
living out of it.

Had a lot of fun, until you
and your friend MacGyver

came along
and spoiled the party.

[CHUCKLES]

Well, MacGyver's not going
to spoil this party, is he?

Do you know what the Paraplinita
Americanais, Murdoc?

Should I?

The common cockroach.

And that's what you are.

Are you calling me common, Pete?

Always skittering
in and out of the darkness.

Well, even cockroaches
can be stomped.

We'll see.

[CAGE CREAKING]

[GROANING]

You know, I've spent
a long, long time

preparing this masquerade, Pete.

Designing this...

killing ground
especially for you.

I've anticipated everything
MacGyver's creative little mind

can come up with.

[CHUCKLES]

I have a special plan
for both of you.

Why don't you spare me
your cheap theatrics?

If you're going to kill me,
go ahead and get it over with.

[LAUGHS]

Don't worry, Pete.
I'm not going to kill you.

No.

I'm saving
that job for MacGyver.

Here you are.
Thanks.

Good night.

Jacques?

Jacques?

Hello?

[APPLAUSE RISING]

[CHEERS AND APPLAUSE]

[APPLAUSE STOPS]

MURDOC: Bravo, my darling,
don't be shy.

- [SQUEAKING]
- Your adoring public awaits.

We're going to put on a
very special show, you and I,

one that'll really
bring down the house.

Stop it!

[LAUGHING
MANIACALLY]

Stop it, whoever
you are, stop it!

- Penny.
- Oh, MacGyver, thank God!

MURDOC: Hello, MacGyver, you
finally deciphered my little poem.

It took you long enough.
Thornton's already here,

but I'm afraid he isn't
really having a very good time.

You know this person?

Who is he?

His name's Murdoc.
Come on.

- What does he want?
- Revenge.

He's been behind everything.

The poem, the flowers,
he rigged that sign to fall.

Penny, go to your dressing room,
call the police,

lock your door
and keep it locked.

Go. Go on.

[TAPPING PHONE]

Dead.

MURDOC:
I'm up here, MacGyver.

Come and get me.

That's right.

You're getting warmer.

Come closer.

You're burning
hot now, MacGyver.

Then, so is Pete.

What's the matter, MacGyver?

Can't find your mummy?

[LAUGHING]

[THUD, LAUGHTER STOPS]

Come on, Murdoc, get on with it.

Where's Pete?

It's show time, MacGyver!

This is what we've wanted
for a long time, MacGyver.

Just the two of us.

Face to face, no tricks.

Do you really think
you're good enough to take me?

Well, you'll have to,
if you want to find Pete.

- [KNOCKING AT DOOR]
- LEROUX: Penny? Are you in there?

Jacques?

Open the door.

- Jacques, is that you?
- Yes, Penny.

Come in, quickly.

Penny...

Penny, what is wrong?
What is it?

Well, MacGyver said
to call the police,

but when I tried the phone,
it was dead.

Oh, Jacques, it's horrible!

There's some kind
of madman out there.

- A madman?
- Yes!

He's after MacGyver,

and he's already got
Mr. Thornton someplace.

No, no, no, Penny,
you are wrong. I am not mad.

[BRITISH ACCENT]
I'm just very, very determined.

[SQUEAKING]

No, it can't be.

- [GASPS]
- [GRUNTS]

[WHIMPERS]

[WHIMPERING GASPS]

[CHUCKLES]

[LAUGHING MANIACALLY]

[SCREAMS]

MURDOC:
Come closer, MacGyver.

Don't be shy.

We'll see who's the better
man, once and for all.

This is what we've both wanted
for a long time, MacGyver.

Just... the two of us,

- face to face...
- Wintergreen.

...no tricks.

Come closer, MacGyver.

Don't be shy.

We'll see who's the better
man, once and for all.

- This is what...
- [CLICKS]

MURDOC: You didn't really
think it would be that easy,

did you, MacGyver?

- [LAUGHING]
- Murdoc! Let her go!

The fun is only just starting.

MacGyver, help!

It's me you want.

How true.

Won't you join us?

MacGyver!

Help!

[PANTING]

[VOICE BREAKING]
It was you all the time.

There never was a Jacques.

[SNIFFLES]

[FRENCH ACCENT]
Oui, madame.

Jacques Leroux has,
how do you say...

retired.

[IN REGULAR VOICE]
Permanently.

One of my better performances.

[CREAKING]

Home, sweet home.

You actually live here?

It's so dark and creepy.

Well, when you look like I do,
one learns to welcome the dark.

[RUMBLING]

PENNY:
Mr. Thornton!

Penny!

No!

Oh, no!

MURDOC:
Oh, yes.

MacGyver will be along shortly,

and then my masterpiece
will be complete.

Careful, my darling,
it's actually quite deep.

[ROARING]

[CREAKING]

Doesn't look like much, does it?

Just a slim thread.

Only this thread is made
of high tensile steel,

very strong.

And this release switch I'm
attaching it to is very sensitive.

Just imagine
the possibilities, Pete.

[METALLIC SQUEAKING]

This way, Penny Parker.

THORNTON:
Murdoc!

She can't hurt you.
Let her be!

I hardly think you're in a position
to make demands, Pete.

Murdoc!

MURDOC:
MacGyver!

At last!

Don't open the door.
It's rigged!

PENNY:
MacGyver, be careful!

MURDOC:
They're both right, MacGyver.

Open the door,

and Pete will drown.

Or you don't open the door...

[MECHANICAL HUMMING]

...and you die.

[WOOD CREAKING]

[WOOD CLATTERING]

[METALLIC CLINKING]

[WOOD SNAPPING]

It's up to you, MacGyver.

It's either
deep-fried Thornton or

pancake MacGyver.

Either way,

one of you gets to
watch the other die.

[CREAKING, METALLIC RATTLING]

[WOOD BREAKING]

[DEEP CREAKING]

Enjoy.

MacGyver!

Let me go!
Where are you taking me?

There's a trip line hooked
to the door.

MacGYVER:
Where is it?

THORNTON: It runs
along the bottom of the door

to a release switch.

Maybe I can reach it.

[LOW, DEEP CREAKING]

[CREAKING CONTINUES]

Now, give me your hands.

What are you going to do?

I still need you, Penny Parker.

Now... one of them is
coming out of there alive.

Which one do you think
it's gonna be?

Please!

Jacques Leroux wouldn't do this.

There is no Jacques Leroux.

Yes, there is!

He writes beautiful music.

And he's sensitive and charming

and romantic.

You brought it out in me, Penny.

[RUMBLING
AND METALLIC SCRAPING]

THORNTON: You're running
out of time. Get out of there!

MacGYVER: Guide me, Pete.
Tell me when I got it.

THORNTON:
Lower!

Lower!

No, you're never gonna make it.

Forget about me.
Save yourself.

Open the door.

[WOOD SNAPPING,
METALLIC SCRAPING]

THORNTON:
You hear me, MacGyver?

Save yourself!

Before I met you, I...

I didn't know what
it was like to smile.

Just for the sheer joy of it.

If only we'd met
in another lifetime.

You're gonna kill
my best friends,

and you're saying that...

I love you.

That's exactly what I'm saying.

MacGyver's right.
You are insane.

Well, we'll see about that.

[RUMBLING]

[CREAKING]

Wait a minute, that's almost it.
A little further.

[LOW CREAKING]

That's almost it!

THORNTON:
You got it.

Okay, you got it.
Now, get out of there!

[LOW CREAKING]

[CREAKING CONTINUES]

[CLATTERING]

[SQUEAKING]

PENNY:
Help me!

Please, somebody help!

Forget about me.
Go help Penny.

The lock.

Work on it.

PENNY:
MacGyver!

Mr. Thornton,
somebody,

please help me!

Help me!

Penny?

PENNY:
MacGyver, is that you?

Penny!

[MUFFLED GROANS]

[IN PENNY'S VOICE]
My hero.

[MUFFLED GROANING]

[NORMAL VOICE]
So, Pete's dead.

I knew you had it in you,
MacGyver.

Underneath it all,
we're so much alike.

I'm almost sorry to see it end.

Oh come on, Murdoc.

After all this, you're not gonna
just shoot me, are you?

Well, MacGyver, I know
it's not very creative, but,

uh,

it gets the job done.

[GRUNTS]

[GRUNTING]

[CREAKING]

[GRUNTING]

Aah!

[GRUNTING]

[ROARING]

[GRUNTING]

[GROANING]

[GRUNTS]

[PANTING]

[METAL CLANGING]

Murdoc!

[ELECTRICAL POPPING, GROANING]

MacGyver!

[WATER GURGLING]

Are you all right?

Ow! No.

But I'll live.

Thanks for your help back there.

I knew
I could get that kick right.

Jacques would have been
so proud.

[WATER GURGLING]

Oh.

I still can't believe that Jacques was
this Murdoc person the whole time.

I mean, how could
somebody change his voice

and appearance so completely?

MacGYVER:
Well, that was his specialty.

Being somebody else.

It's almost sad.

Do you really think he's dead?

I think it's a matter of
wishful thinking on my part.

I'll be happy when
I can close his file.

Don't get your hopes up.

They drained
the underground pool.

Don't tell me, no Murdoc.

There was a broken sewer line
connected to the pool.

Not big enough for any normal
human being to get through.

Murdoc is not normal.

That's for sure.

If he's alive, he'll be back.

Oh, that's a scary thought.

He really had me fooled.

You know, he made me feel
like I did have talent.

Penny, you do.

I saw you on stage.
You're terrific.

You mean it?

Yeah.

Oh, which reminds me.

MacGyver asked me to bring
this back from the theater.

- My star!
- Yeah.

MacGYVER: You might want to hang onto that.

I think you're
gonna need it soon.

Oh, MacGyver.
[LAUGHS]

Oh, Penny.

[THEME SONG PLAYING]

[MUSIC PLAYING]

MacGYVER:
Technology has just about

taken over everything
in the world today.

But no matter how computerized
and mechanized things get,

people are still the most
important part of any operation...

and the weakest link.

Dave Edwards
was a computer engineer

working for a company involved
with the Phoenix Foundation

on a top-secret
government project.

When a routine
security check showed

he was spending a lot more
money than his job paid,

it raised suspicions

that Edwards was smuggling
information from work.

I'd been following him to
find out who he was selling to.

My high-living young protégé

seems to have grown
a tail, Harrill.

Do we burn the drop,
Mr. Sanborn?

No, no, no, no,
we've come too close.

With this delivery, we'll have all
the components of the RAINS unit.

Tell Kreese to send Edwards
to the secondary drop.

Then you dispose
of our unwanted guest.

[CLEARS THROAT SOFTLY]

[CAR DOOR OPENS]

[LAUGHTER, INDISTINCT CHATTER]

Hi. Would you like to dance?

[AUDIO INDISTINCT]

- Hi.
- Hi.

[AUDIO INDISTINCT]

Kreese,
use the emergency signal.

We've got a crasher.

[AIR SPURTS]

[YELLING, COUGHING]

- [PATRONS SCREAMING]
- [MEN COUGHING]

Hello, David.

Papillon.

What went wrong?
I saw the emergency signal.

You went wrong.
You were careless.

- The butterfly.
- [GUN COCKS]

Give it to me... now.

[SCREAMING]

Call the police.

THORNTON: Using a
Brazilian butterfly to pass secrets.

Whoever we're dealing with
sure has a flair for the dramatic.

There it is.

[CLEARS THROAT SOFTLY]

Micro-transparency.

Even the lab didn't get this
till the second pass.

And what exactly did they find?

Well, let's take a look.

THORNTON:
Oh, no.

MacGYVER:
What?

These are the schematics for
the RAINS satellite linkage system.

But even these are useless

without the schematics
from the other three companies.

Well, maybe
they've already got them.

You're right.

We've got to notify
Colonel Collins right away.

Yeah, you know,
I've got some questions

I need answered
about this operation.

MacGyver, I know
all this secrecy bothers you,

but the military
has put this RAINS project...

- Pass, please?
- ...on a strictly need-to-know basis.

Well, I need to know why
some guy was killed last night.

Oh, hi, Dad.

Here's all that data you wanted.

I also made a PERT chart
for scheduling deliveries.

Oh, great.

So, Michael, the old man
got you working weekends, huh?

I appreciate your
giving up your Sunday.

Well, as long as I can catch that
Laker-Celtics game this afternoon.

Well, I hope you haven't bet
too much on this one.

Me?

Never.

- Hey, see you around.
- Yeah.

It's good to see you two
getting along.

Yeah. Putting him to work here
is the best thing I ever did.

We've seen more of each other
this year

than all the time
he was growing up.

Well, I guess
what they say is true.

It's never too late.

Excuse me, young man.

I'm in a hurry, mister.

Yes, but uh, didn't we
meet in Paris last winter?

I never travel overseas
before April.

Ah, but it doesn't get warm
until May.

You've kept up
with your homework.

Excellent.

Papillon.

I-I don't get it.

David said I was never
supposed to meet you.

Ah, I'm afraid I have some
rather sad news for you, my boy.

David is dead.

I'm sorry to give you this news.
I know how close you two were.

I can't believe it.
He was like my big brother.

I know, I know.

We've been friends since school.

What happened?

Well, he got careless.

He stepped into a trap...

and got shot trying to escape.

Shot? By who?

FBI, CIA,

NSC, DXS -- who knows?

It's all the same alphabet soup.

The really important thing here
is the operation.

You've got to run that now.

Me?

You want me to be in charge?
You don't even know me.

I know all about you, Chas.

I know where you live.
I know where you work.

I even know who you sleep with.

And I have always known
that you'd be the one

to take Dave's place
should the occasion arrive.

And that time has come now.

I-I don't know
if I'm ready for all this.

Nobody was supposed to get hurt.

And no one else will.

All we need to
finish our mission

is that final set of schematics.

By the way,
when you deliver them,

I'm going to see that
your share is doubled.

It's up to you now.

You're not going
to let us down, Chas?

THORNTON:
Somehow, Edwards got the specs

of the satellite linkage
before it left Teldar Systems.

Now, our problem is
that we don't know

whether any other schematics
were stolen from Webber,

Macroflex, or Vectorcomp.

This is exactly the kind of
thing we were trying to prevent.

This is a disaster.

The entire RAINS operation
could be compromised.

Just what is this operation?

The details are classified.
Strictly need-to-know.

Yeah, I've heard that before, colonel,
and right now, I need to know.

The Phoenix Foundation
was contracted to assemble

the RAINS unit
and maintain security.

Anything beyond that
doesn't concern you.

I think it does.

Somebody was killed last night.

- MacGyver...
- MacGYVER: I mean it, Pete.

I got to know whether this involves
something I can sleep with.

What can't you "sleep with,"
Mr. MacGyver?

Shady, hip-pocket
political scams, for one.

RAINS is not in that category.
You can take my word for it.

Sorry.

Not good enough.

I'm out of here.

- He can't quit.
- Yes, he can.

COLLINS:
Then replace him.

THORNTON:
He's the best man we have.

COLLINS:
MacGyver! Hold it.

Okay.

You win.

RAINS is an acronym

for Remote Air Identification
Neutralizing System.

It picks up enemy radar signals

and transmits the frequency
to a satellite,

which sends out a wave pattern
that disrupts the signals.

THORNTON: Which makes
any plane virtually invisible.

Well, what kind of operation
is this gonna be used on?

In a minute.

Thornton, how many people have
access to the RAINS assembly room?

Only myself and the lab chief
have pass cards.

The magnetic combination is
changed every morning at random.

[BEEPS]

[BUZZING]

How often is this room
swept for bugs?

Every morning.

COLLINS: And the RAINS
unit here is gonna be used

on a highly sensitive mission.

You two never heard
what I'm about to say.

Our intelligence suspects

a hostile country is building
a biochemical warfare factory.

The DXS wants
to use the RAINS unit

to get a recon jet
through their radar

and shoot some pictures
before Wednesday.

What happens on Wednesday?

We expose the plant to the
United Nations Security Council,

which could save thousands of
people from an agonizing death.

Now, is that nonpolitical enough
for you?

MAN:
Dave Edwards dead.

I can't believe it.

MAN 2:
Neither can I.

I don't care what Papillon says.

I got into this to pay off
my condo, not to get shot.

None of us did.

But we have to finish the job.

Finish the job?

We'll be lucky
if the job doesn't finish us.

If they found Dave,
they can find us.

Look, Papillon put me in charge.

We start
by covering Dave's trail.

Dump everything
that could link him to us.

Right. That's a start.

So, how do we get the satellite
linkage for RAINS out of Teldar?

We don't have to.

The Phoenix Foundation
has it now.

Isn't that right, Thornton?

You got it.

- Ah. How's it going, Michael?
- Hi.

Any luck?

Oh, I've been at it since
7:30 this morning.

This is all I got.

What is it?

It's what's left of Teldar Systems' file
on Dave Edwards.

I'd be willing to bet someone got
into their mainframe, planted a virus,

and wiped out his whole history.

A virus?

When is somebody gonna come up
with a computer vaccine?

It's an epidemic.

We're all at the mercy
of these hackers.

Oh, these are no hackers, Pete.

This is professional sabotage.

Well, where do we go from here?

Edwards worked at State University
before he went over to Teldar.

I have asked the registrar
to send over his file.

Okay.

Let me know what you find.

[INDISTINCT CHATTER]

MICHAEL:
Seven... eight...

nine...

ten.

[SIGHS]

[SIGHS]

We got it all worked out.

Courtesy of Papillon.

A few snapshots of those
satellite linkage schematics,

and we'll all be set for life.

I can't just waltz
into the security lab.

I've already told you guys.
It takes a special pass card.

Show him, Simon.

Here. Move over.

Nine-volt battery.

Card with a blank strip,
and bingo.

You've got an instant copy
of any magnetic code you want.

I've already used it
to boost a couple credit cards.

Works like a charm.

I've already told you guys.

There are only two
in the entire building.

Now, how am I supposed
to get my hands

on a pass card to copy?

What are fathers for?

[TYPING]

Oh, you're good.

Who is?

Well, whoever broke
into Teldar's system

must have hit Edwards'
university file, too.

Well, what's this?

MacGYVER: It's the access
number to Edwards' personnel file.

The number keeps changing.

Are you telling me

we can't access any information
on Dave Edwards?

That's about it.

[SIGHS]
It's these computers, I'm telling you.

Give me the good old days
when we still had paper, books.

That's a good idea, Pete.
Good one.

[DIALING TOUCH-TONE KEYS]

Yes, I'd like the number for the
State University Library, please.

Library!

Yeah, that was a good idea.

Stick with it.

Hey, Dad?

You got a minute?

[LAUGHS]
For you, I've got a minute.

Come on in.

Now, what's up?

Well, I wanted to get
your opinion on something.

Yeah? What's that?

Oh, wow.

[LAUGHING]

Oh, that's beautiful.

Uh-huh.

Well, I've always been
partial to cashmere.

I know.

That's why I got it
in your size.

- What?
- Now, you remember you told me

not to bet too much
on that Lakers-Celtics game.

Well, as usual,
I didn't listen to you...

Michael...

But for once, I was right.

So, I decided to cut you in
on the winnings.

No, you're not giving me this.

Dad, please.

Let me do this for you.

Look, I can't even
consider taking that.

It's... It's too much.

Well, then consider it a payment
on that loan you gave me in college.

That was not a debt.

A father is supposed to
educate his children, all right?

I was happy to do that.

And aren't sons allowed
to show their appreciation?

Now, come on.
At least try it on.

Now, stop it. I don't
know what to do with you.

I don't know what to say.

Well, don't say anything until
you see how great it looks on you.

[LAUGHS]

Well...

All right, just for a second.

Okay.

Oh, boy.

[GRUNTS]

Oh.

Sure feels good.

- Uh-huh.
- [LAUGHS]

Well, I, uh...
[CLEARS THROAT]

I might as well see
what it looks like, hmm?

Oh, Michael!

It is beautiful.

But it's too much.

Who says a guy can't splurge
on his dad once in a while, huh?

[LAUGHS]

I'll say this for you:
you're persistent.

You know, it's really great
having you work here.

I mean, even if it's only
passing in the hall, it's, uh...

it's nice to know you're around.

I feel the same way, too, Dad.

We didn't really get to do a lot of
father-and-son stuff at home, did we?

[LAUGHS]

At home?

I was never at home.

Not enough to be a real father.

Or a husband, for that matter.

I guess I did screw it
up, being a father, but, uh,

maybe we could make it
as friends now.

What do you think?

I'd like that.

[SIGHS]
Me, too.

[QUIET LAUGH]

Well, what do you think?

Maybe I'll go out on the town.
Sweep a few ladies off their feet.

I think you're dynamite.

[LAUGHS]

Listen, I'd better get back
to the salt mines.

Hey, well, now, don't go.

Hey, time's money.

[SIGHS]

[CHUCKLES]

Kids.

THORNTON:
Hi.

Find anything at the library?

[SIGHS]
Yeah, I think I got something.

You seen Michael?

Seen him?
[CHUCKLES]

Ah.

Cashmere.

He cleaned up at Sunday's game.

Decided to share his wealth
with the old man.

Go on. Feel it.

- Michael gave you this?
- Yeah.

Really something, huh?

So, what did you dig up
at the library?

Well, I went through
the old yearbooks,

and I found out that Edwards set up
the campus computer club

back in '83.

I...

ran a cross search...

with the members of the club

against the personnel files
of the four RAINS companies

and Phoenix.

Well, did you find a connection?

Yeah.

Five of the members
of the club work

for companies involved
with the RAINS components.

David Edwards was with Teldar.

Alex Percy with Webber,

Charles Gordon at Macroflex,

Simon Fletcher, Vectorcomp.

Well, who's the fifth?

No.

No, not Michael.

It can't be.

MacGyver, there's got
to be some mistake.

He wouldn't be involved
in anything like this.

I'm his father!

He just gave me that jacket.

Was Mike ever alone
with this jacket?

[SIGHS]

[BEEP, BUZZER SOUNDS]

[SHUTTER CLICKING]

[SHUTTER CLICKING]

COLLINS:
So who is it, kid? The Soviets?

A little glasnost gift
for your comrades?

Why, Michael, why?!

The price was right.

This isn't about money, is it?

Yes.

At first, anyway.

All I had to do was tell them

when the RAINS components
were being shipped to Phoenix.

So they'd know when the designs
were ready to be ripped off.

And delivered to whom?

To Dave Edwards.

Until your people killed him.

Michael, I was there.

If anyone shot him,
it was his contact.

Papillon woul...

Papillon?

THORNTON:
That's French for butterfly.

And that's what we found
on Dave Edwards.

All right, kid.
Who is this Papillon?

I don't know.

I want some answers, now!

I told you I don't know.
I've never met him.

Will you let me handle this?!

Oh, sure, Thornton!

You've done one hell
of a job so far.

All right, will everybody
just settle down?!

Now Papillon wants the plans
to the RAINS satellite linkage.

I say we give it to him.

In person.

You mean... use Michael
to draw him out in the open?

A trap.

And I'm the bait?
No way.

I really don't see
that you have much choice, son.

I can't do it.

Michael, you're the
only one who can do it.

And you will.

Because it's the only
way you're gonna avoid

spending the rest of your life in jail.

No! No, damn it!

No deals.

If Michael is going to help us
clean this up...

it's gonna be because he wants
to do the right thing.

And because he has to be
responsible for what he's done.

Michael...

When were you supposed to
deliver the film to your contact?

Tonight.

At the health club.

[SIGHS]
All right.

Put a wire on him.

But he doesn't leave this room
until we leave for the drop.

Michael...

maybe you did it for the money.

Maybe it was because
you wanted to hurt me.

But what I don't understand

is how you lost the ability
to know right from wrong.

Is there a right and a wrong
anymore, Dad?

The world you operated in
wasn't black and white.

You told me you operated
in the gray area all your life.

I... what I did I did
within the law!

I did it for my country!

Come on, Pete.
Let's go.

You're late.

I'm here.

Excuse us.

- Got the film?
- I said I would, didn't I?

Great.

Papillon needs it by 2:00
or none of us will get paid.

He'll get it... as soon
as we renegotiate my cut.

What are you talking about?
This is a done deal.

MICHAEL: That was before
I had to do Dave Edwards' job.

- CHAS: I'm in charge here.
- MICHAEL: Not anymore.

If you were, you'd know
this stuff is worth

ten or 20 times
what Papillon is paying us.

CHAS: Papillon is not
going to renegotiate.

MICHAEL: He will if he wants the
schematics for that satellite linkage.

CHAS: Oh, man, I never
thought you'd be the one

to pull a stunt like this.

Hey... we're the ones
taking all the risks here.

We should be the ones
who clean up.

What if I cut you in?

Give you a share of my take?

Papillon never has to know.

He'd never buy it.

He doesn't have
a choice, does he?

It's supply and demand, babe.

We're the ones with the supply,

we're the ones who'll
make the demands.

Simple free enterprise.

I don't know...

Look, I'll tell him.

Make the offer myself.

That way,
there's no heat on you.

When and where?

South wing of the Regis
Shopping Mall tomorrow at noon.

You tell Papillon
not to be late.

SANBORN: Every one
is a perfect specimen.

Aren't they lovely?

I wouldn't trade my
collection for a Picasso.

Now, when I put you in charge,

I expected you to
control your operatives,

not them to control you.

I never thought Michael
would turn on us like this.

He's holding the goods.

Well, if our young friend insists,

we have no choice but to oblige.

Tell him that I agree to
this meeting on his terms.

You can't be serious.

I have clients coming at 2:00
to take delivery

on the schematics
of all four components.

Disappointing them could be
hazardous to my health.

So is walking into a trap.

Yes, and that's why you're going
to attend the meeting in my place.

Young Thornton will assume
that he is Papillon.

That way, we minimize the risks

and maximize
the likelihood of success.

And you, my boy...
your loyalty is duly noted.

You're going to be rewarded.

Now Mr. Harrill will
go along with you.

When you obtain the film,

he'll bring both of you back here.

And I think
you should be moving now.

Hans, a moment, please.

Do you think it is a trap?

When our young friends
give you the film

I want you to use this on them.

It fires prussic acid.

It's a deadly gas.

One whiff
and they'll drop like flies.

Now by the time the fuss
is all sorted out,

you and Harrill will be on your
way back here with the microfilm.

Just remember...

get it up, very close...

[GLASS BREAKING]

SANBORN: Have you
any idea what that is worth?

Don't touch it!

- Mr. Sanborn, I'm sorry...
- No matter.

But... since you seem
a little clumsy today,

I'll load this myself.

This is sodium thiosulphate.

The antidote.

Swallow it after you fire the gas.

After all,

we wouldn't want you
dropping dead, would we?

Okay, hurry up.

COLLINS:
We're just about set to go.

Maintain your position.

Target should be arriving
in five minutes.

We'll send your boy out in two.

Understood.

It all started out so simple.

Nobody was supposed to get hurt.

It was cloak and dagger, a game.

It's just like Dad used to play.

It was no game, Michael.

No matter how you try
to rationalize it,

you sold out your country,

and everything your father
believes in.

You hurt him.

How do you hurt a stranger?

Okay.

So Pete's not some kind
of Norman Rockwell super-dad.

And maybe he wasn't there
24 hours a day

whenever you needed him.

But that doesn't mean
he didn't love you.

Better get out there, kid.

The moment this
is in Papillon's hands,

we'll move in.

Scared?

A little.

COLLINS:
You should be.

You just hand off the film.
Let us do the rest.

Got it.

You brought it?

Where's Papillon?

Right over there.
With the newspaper.

MICHAEL:
That's Papillon?

Find him.

CAMERAMAN:
Got him.

Oh, no!

He's got a gun.
It's a set-up!

Get out of the way!

No, Michael!

Out of here! Move!

[GRUNTING]

Dad!

Hey, Pete?

Pete, what happened?

Pete, what's the matter?

He's dead.

What?

[SNIFFING]

You smell that?

Almonds.

Oh, my God.

Prussic gas, a poison.

Old KGB trick.

Smells like almonds.

Makes an assassination
look like a heart attack.

[GASPING]

Call an ambulance.

There's no time.

What are you talking about?

Works too fast.
There's nothing we can do.

No, there's got to be.

Prussic gas is a form
of cyanide.

Sodium thiosulphate
will neutralize it.

Sure.

Where the hell are you gonna
find that in the next two minutes?

Stay with him.

Medical emergency.
I need some photo fixer.

- Get him up.
- [GROANS]

Come on, Pete. Drink.

Come on. Drink.

[GASPING]

That tastes terrible!

Welcome back.

Michael! Where's Michael?

They got him, Pete.

SANBORN: Well, things
didn't go exactly as planned,

but we can't argue
with the results.

Excellent.

Oh, I trust Mr. Kreese
took his medicine as planned?

He did.

Good fellow.

He always did follow orders.

Papillon, what is this?

Figure it out, Chas.

If he didn't need the other guy,
he certainly doesn't need us.

He's got what he wants.

For your sake, I hope so.

My customers should be here
in less than an hour.

Watch them while
I process the film.

Gentlemen... take a seat.

You know, Pete, you really
should be taking it easy.

Yeah, sure.

Well, what about
our friend here?

Well, there was no wallet
on the body, no ID at all.

Looks like cyanide poisoning.

Yeah? I thought he took
a pill before I went out.

COLLINS:
Another KGB trick.

Probably was told it was
an antidote for prussic acid.

COLLINS:
What's that?

THORNTON:
"P. Sarpedon m"?

Code?

Well, Sarpedon was a warrior
in ancient Troy.

Other than that, I...

Wait a minute.

Well, come on.
Have you got something?

Well, species of butterflies

are named after characters
in Greek mythology.

"P" stands for papilio,

the genus, sarpedon,
is the species,

and "m" the gender, male.

This is a name tag
to a butterfly collection.

Listen, this Papillon
is obviously into butterflies.

Maybe he's a collector.

I mean, it all fits.

So we know he likes butterflies.

So what?
Where does that get us?

Well, butterfly collectors
subscribe to journals,

lepidopterist magazines,
stuff like that.

Right! Have your people
trace the subscribers

to every butterfly magazine
they can find,

and then cross-reference that
with the DXS. Come on.

The film is genuine.

My clients will be very pleased.

Oh, there's some shovels
in the cellar. Go get them.

Got an address?

Good work.

They came up with
19 possible names.

One of 'em practically set off
all the bells and whistles.

Robert Sanborn.

Sanborn?

Who's he?

He wasa naval attaché
stationed in Europe.

Up until they suspected him
of selling

classified information
to the highest bidder.

Yeah, he resigned,
but they never proved a thing.

Well, where do we find him?

He has a country place
about 15 minutes out of town.

The federal boys are working
on the paperwork now.

Paperwork?

We need search warrants.

We can't make a move
without authorization.

Yes, we can.

We're talking
about my son's life.

I trusted you.

Oh, trust is such
a worthless commodity.

Now, security --
that's priceless.

And I've determined that
the best way to ensure mine

is for you two
never to be seen again.

[FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING]

Here they are.

SANBORN: Shall we
take a stroll in the woods?

After you.

SANBORN: Keep going, boys,
down there towards the lake.

MacGYVER:
We're not too late.

Yet.

Hold it.

Looks like
they're expecting company.

That's a chopper pad.

THORNTON:
So now what?

MacGYVER: I think we stand a
better chance if we can split 'em up.

Think you can make your way
through the woods

without being spotted?

Yeah, sure.

Where are you gonna be?

I'm gonna try and
break up their party,

draw one of them down there.

Turn to our left there, boys.

Okay, that's far enough.

Now, boys, I have one
last little chore for you.

Dig.

Dig!

[HELICOPTER APPROACHING]

Right on time.

MAN:
Red light.

Something's wrong.
Better hang back a minute.

Where's he going?

Something's wrong.

Something must have
scared him off.

Take care of these two.

Forget the digging.

They'll never find you out here.

On your knees, both of you.

Please. Please don't.

Freeze! Drop it!

Now! Drop it!

Hey!

Give...

Oh! Aah!

[YELLS]

Drop it! I said drop it now!

- [LOUD BOOM]
- [YELLS]

It's too hot for me.

We're out of here.

I think you just
missed your flight.

Pete...

you about ready to go?

Ready as I'll ever be, I guess.

Pete...

a parent can only take
so much responsibility.

[SIGHS]

I wish it was that simple.

I think we're all responsible.

And I think some of us,
maybe a lot of us,

have been sending out
the wrong signals.

I guess we'd better go.

Oh, yeah.

So did your lawyer talk
to the prosecutor?

Yeah. He said my cooperating

could help get me
a reduced sentence,

but I'm still gonna have
to serve time.

[EXHALES]

I'm scared, Dad.

I know.

Me, too.

Michael, do you remember
what I said about being friends?

Well, that still goes.

And friends
stand by each other...

through everything.

I'm your friend.

Come on.
Let's go, son.

[THEME SONG PLAYING]

MacGYVER: Tommy Giordano
was a good friend of mine.

Had been since the first time
I gave him a bath

and got wetter than he did.

I'd known Tommy's mom,
Mary Ruth,

since I first came
to the Phoenix Foundation.

She was a lab technician,
one of the best.

Her husband, Richard, was
a successful surgeon.

They had everything a family
could want...

except a happy marriage.

The divorce was hard,

but now mother and father were
both suing for custody of Tommy.

Tommy really didn't understand
why his mom and dad were

suddenly at war with each other.

Or why he had to be
one of the casualties.

But you could see, he was
carrying around a lot more pain

than you'd think could fit
into an eight-year-old kid.

MacGyver,

if I go live with my mom,

my dad will think
I don't love him anymore.

And if I go live with my dad,

my mom will think
I don't love her.

I promise you,
that's not how it works.

See, you got to live somewhere,

so somebody has to have custody.

They both understand that.

Is that a rule?

It's better.
It's a fact.

Like two part hydrogen
and one part oxygen?

And it never changes?
That kind of fact?

Yeah.

I don't know...

It's a little tough now,
but I promise,

it gets easier.

There she is!

Come on.

Bye.

- Hi, Mom.
- Hi, honey.

I pay you a fortune and you
can't even get me visitation rights.

You verbally abused
your wife for nine years,

then you started in
on the judge, Dr. Giordano.

You didn't give me
a lot to work with.

Anyway, you'll have visitation
rights after six months.

You're gonna live
with me, Tommy.

What about Dad?

You'll see him soon.

Don't make any trouble.
It's not gonna help.

We'll talk about it later.
Come on.

Just a second.

MacGyver.

- Hi, son.
- Hi, Dad.

Look, Mary Ruth,
I wanted Tommy with me.

I admit I've been upset.

But let's call a truce.

Make it easy on Tom?

Friends?

I'd like that.

Tommy would, too.

Can I talk to him
alone for a minute?

Say goodbye?

Dad, why can't we just call
the divorce off?

I'd like to.

But you know your mom.

Speaking of that,
you know how much trouble

she has taking care of things?

How she gets hysterical?

Well, if that happens
and she can't handle things,

I want you to call me, okay?

I will.

Look what MacGyver
bought me, Dad.

He's taking Mom and me
to the aquarium this afternoon.

I wish you were coming, too.

Me, too.

But I'll see you soon, huh?

You did the right thing.

Go back to law school... jerk.

You made the right decision
to blow this afternoon.

Peter Vaccaro could
make his move any time.

I knew his father, Albert.
Peter I don't know.

Albert Vaccaro never got
into narcotics.

He was like me.

He didn't want to see the stuff
get into schoolyards.

Peter, he don't care.

He thinks
I'm dribbling my oatmeal.

I'm going to have to shred
his tail feathers.

Narcotics is
a lucrative business.

Don't talk stupid, Paulie!

You got to draw
the line somewhere.

Me, I'm an old man
in baggy pants.

Pretty soon I gotta answer
for what I done.

I don't want ten-year-olds
on my conscience.

Peter Vaccaro could wait
a fast couple of years

and Joe Catano is history.

It's stupid to kill an old man.
Better to let life do it.

Excuse me.
Someone to see you, Mr. Catano.

I don't believe it.

Hello, Uncle Joe.

Paulie, you remember
Richard Giordano, huh?

He used to be my nephew
until he gave me the bum's rush.

Uncle Joe, that was
a long time ago.

I need help. It's Tommy.

He's sick? An accident? What?

It's private.

I'll, uh, make some calls.

See that they have the ranch
ready for us tonight.

Your jet's all arranged.

I'll be taking a commercial
flight later on.

Yeah, yeah, thanks,
Paulie, thanks.

Tommy's been taken away from me.

What do you mean, taken away?

His mother divorced me.

She got custody.

I didn't even get
visitation rights.

Don't lie to me.
You run around on her?

No, she left me!

Lied about me in court.
They believed her; that's it.

You're telling me the truth?
That's all there is to it?

That's all. I swear.

No court's got the right

to take a son away from
his father just like that.

I came to you.

You're the only family I have.

Oh, when you're in trouble,
I'm family, huh?

Want to go to college,
I'm family.

Medical school, I'm family.

Set you up in a fancy
medical practice, I'm family.

But when things are going good,

I'm just an old guy you don't
want to see around your son, huh?

I was young.

You was out of line.

I look at you, I don't know you.

You're not a Catano.

You're not like any Giordano
I ever knew.

The only thing you ever got
from a Catano was a lot of nerve.

What can I say? I was wrong.

But I want my son.

That's the first human thing
I've ever heard you say.

Uncle Joe, I swear to you,
if you help me,

I'll make it up to you.

You'll like Tommy.
He's a terrific little boy.

He looks just like Mama.

You should have left that out.

You were beginning to win me
over until you overdid it.

What are you talking about?

Even when you were a kid,
you manipulated, played on people.

Always told them what they wanted
to hear until you got what you wanted,

then threw 'em away like
a used up piece of Kleenex.

I'm sorry I bothered you.

Hold it!

I didn't say I wouldn't help.

I just wanted you to know
I was wise to you.

Where is the boy?

At the aquarium.

A friend of his mother's
took them.

Well, it so happens
I'm going on a little vacation

to Canada tonight.

It'd... be nice to have the boy
up there with me.

I'll arrange something.

TOMMY:
Wow, he's a giant!

What are they called, MacGyver?

Arapaima gigas.

Awesome.

They're so rad.

If I were a fish,
that's what I'd be.

That or a shark.

Do they have sharks here?

Yeah, right around the corner
in the next gallery.

Can I go see 'em?

All right, but don't
go running off, honey.

Okay.

You know what?

Hmm?

I'm scared to death.

Of what?

I don't know.
Everything.

I've never really been alone.

All those years of Richard
telling me I couldn't do anything...

after a while
you start to believe it.

I think it's about time you
start believing in yourself.

Where is he?

MacGYVER:
There he is.

Hey!

MARY RUTH:
Tommy! Stop!

That's my boy!

Tommy!

[MUFFLED YELL]

Surprise!

Dad!

Tommy!

[TIRES SQUEALING]

Tommy!

POLICEMAN: How long have
you had sole custody of the child?

Since this morning.

Well, that means the custody
papers haven't even come down yet.

Wha...?

It'll take a few days.

And you have to have
proof that Mr. Giordano

doesn't intend to return the child.

What... what
are you talking about?

He's kidnapped my baby!

Look. In a few days, when
you have the right documents...

What good are documents if
you give him time to disappear?

I'm sorry.

Right now, this
is a civil matter.

I wish there was more
I could do.

Oh, MacGyver, what
am I going to do? What?

[SOBBING]

TOMMY:
Dad, what's going on?

We're taking a trip.

Your mom got custody

but, before you go
to live with her,

we get to take a trip.

It's part of the deal.

No kidding?
Where are we going?

To a ranch in Canada.

I haven't got my clothes
or a suitcase or anything.

We'll get some new ones.

What's Mom going to do?

I guess she'll be with MacGyver.

Hey, you're going
to like the ranch.

I used to visit Uncle Joe
up there when I was your age.

Who's Uncle Joe?

UNCLE JOE:
That's me.

Your grandmother was my sister.

That's why I'm Uncle Joe.

So how come
I never saw you before?

Well, I was away,
but now I'm back.

You know what I got in Canada?

Horses. Do you like horses?

Yeah!

Yeah? You and me
are going to be pals.

I like him.

One of those horses is just
a little bit bigger than you.

Wow.

Here we go.

Mary Ruth, I want
you to know that

we're doing absolutely
everything in our power

to get Tommy back
safe and sound.

Thank you, Mr. Thornton.

Call me Pete, huh?

So what is a surgeon doing with
a couple of professional thugs?

Well, I think
I can explain that.

When we hired you,

Phoenix did a thorough
background investigation on you.

Now, that's standard procedure.

But the review included
Richard's family background.

Have you ever heard
of Joseph Catano?

There was an Uncle Joe.

He came to visit
when Tommy was born.

He... he brought
a huge teddy bear.

But Richard was in a hurry
to get rid of him.

I never saw him again. Why?

Who is he?

He is the absolute, undisputed
head of the Catano crime family.

I lived with Richard
for nine years.

How could he keep that from me?

Well, our information
is that Richard broke

with the family some time ago.

So, since he's an established
surgeon in his own right,

we didn't consider
the connection

to be a security risk
when we hired you.

I can't believe
this is happening.

What am I going to do?

I think we can start by trying
to find Joseph Catano.

I have a call in
to George Kaplan.

He handles organized crime
over at the FBI.

Yeah, but this
is a civil matter. Remember?

Just like always,

Richard's winning again.

He's not doing this
because he wants Tommy.

He's doing this because
he can't stand to lose.

[INTERCOM BEEPS]

HELEN: Mr., Thornton, there's
a call for Mary Ruth on line three.

It's Tommy.

Uh... go ahead, Helen.
Put it through.

Tommy?

Mom...

Tommy, where are you?

I'm at Uncle Joe's with Dad.

I just called to say goodbye.

What do you mean, goodbye?

We're going
to Uncle Joe's ranch.

I thought you knew.

Where's the ranch, Tommy?

[DIAL TONE BUZZING]

I was talking to Mom.

No time for that now, kiddo.

We're on our way.

I wanted to say goodbye to Mom.

You can call her
from Canada, okay?

Well, who's this?

Look at this kid.

Is he a Catano or what?

It's Richard's son.

Tommy, this is Paul.

- Hello, Paul.
- Hi, Tommy.

CATANO: We're going to
see a lot of Paul at the ranch.

He's so efficient,
I could sleep all day.

He's like talking to a computer.

But who's perfect, huh?

Mr. Vaccaro, it's Paul.

It's all set for tomorrow night.

Get your people up there.

Tell them to check into
the Timberland Motel in town.

I'll get in touch with them and
give them their instructions.

No, sir.
The security's no problem.

I can get them past it.

Yes, sir.

Goodbye.

Tony, I want you
on the gate tomorrow night.

Yes, sir.

Yeah. Got it. Okay. Thanks.

Here's Catano's address.
Get over there.

Kaplan's meeting you.

I'm still working on getting your
custody papers rushed through.

MacGyver. Mrs. Giordano.
I'm George Kaplan, FBI.

Where's Tommy?

Catano's people filed a flight
plan for his private jet.

He's on his way
to Canada by now.

Canada? Well, can't
you do something?

Stop the plane!

You have to understand.

The bureau can't get involved
unless there's a federal crime.

Don't tell us.
It's a civil matter.

I'm sorry.

But it's kidnapping!

You have to help me.

Don't you understand?
I have custody.

Why can't you have them arrested
when they get to Canada?

It's just not that simple.

You're talking
about international law.

It could take months
to get through legal channels.

Maybe even years.

Not good enough.

In circumstances like this, most
people hire a private detective

to snatch the child back.

KAPLAN: But, in this case,
I wouldn't advise trying that.

Why not?

For the past few months,

there's been trouble
between Joe Catano

and the new boss of the
Vaccaro family -- Peter Vaccaro.

There's a contract out
on Catano.

He's gone to the pads.

What does that mean?

It means Catano's in hiding.
He's got a price on his head.

Oh, God. That means
Tommy's in danger, too.

I wish there was something
I could do to help,

but my hands are tied.

Yeah? Well, mine aren't.

Any law that says
I can't go after Tommy?

Yeah. It's called kidnapping.

It takes a parent
or legal guardian

to bring the boy across
the international border.

Otherwise, you're the one
facing the charges.

What if we both go after Tommy?

Look, I'm advising against it.

The only way you're going
to pull this off

is if you do it together.

We'd be walking into
a pretty messy situation.

Look, I've seen Richard do
some mean, manipulative things,

but I never thought
he'd put Tommy in danger.

He's not going
to get my baby killed.

I'm going.

How come those guys
have guns, Uncle Joe?

Some people work hard
all their lives getting things,

and other people work hard
all their lives

stealing what you worked for.

Now, Tommy, I want you
to do me a favor, huh?

You're not to go
outside that gate, huh?

Okay.

Okay.

- Tommy's okay.
- Oh, thank God.

Can you get in there?

Well, in the daylight...
all those guards...

might be a little tough.

MacGyver, look.

They must be from the other
family Kaplan told us about.

Looks like they're doing the same
thing we are, for different reasons.

You mean they came
up here to kill Joe?

All right, come on.
We'd better keep an eye on them.

Make sure they don't
move before we do.

Now, how does that feel?

I'm riding!

Oh, how about that, huh?

You're doing good. Yeah.

You know, R.J. --
that stands for Royal Jasper.

Some name, huh?

They always name
horses like that.

The good ones, anyway.

Now, you look at his neck, huh?

Proud and high.
Good legs.

That's because family
is everything with horses.

Just like it should
be with us Catanos.

You know, I only
met your mother once.

Tell me about her.

Well, sometimes she's funny,

and we have a real good time.

But when Dad's around,
she cries a lot.

I think she's smart,
but don't tell Dad that.

He doesn't think so.

That's 'cause she messes up
when Dad's around.

He makes her nervous.

I think I'd like her --
your mother.

See that?

MAN:
So now what?

MAN 2:
We wait, is what.

As soon as we get the phone call,

we move in and
we get the job done, huh?

Here's our room.

It looks like
they're in room nine.

What do you say we check
into the room next door?

Whatever happens in there,
back me up.

Room ten, please.

They're all exactly alike.

Oh, not on the scale of the
great cosmos, they're not.

We want ten.

Why?

Numerology, man.

Numerology?

[SIGHS]
The karma of any number

that's not divisible
by two or five

just puts us into a
cosmic tailspin, totally.

Right, babe?

Oh, right.

The wrong number really
messes with my polarity.

Ten.

Are you two from California?

For sure.

JOE:
Now taste this.

RICHARD:
Yeah, I know that property.

- Yeah, it is a good location...
- Hmm?

I think it could work.

Okay.

You're kidding.

You can do better than 15%.

Dad, can I call Mom now?

I'm on the phone.

I mean when you finish.

You said I could call.

She'll be worried
if I don't call.

Hang on for a minute.

Yeah, thanks.

[SIGHS]
I brought you on a trip.

I bought you toys.
You have horses to ride.

Isn't anything enough for you?
It's just Mom all the time?

Don't you like being with me?

Sure I do.

Then I don't want to hear
any more whining.

Sorry about that.

I told you
15% is not good enough.

You have to speak bad
to the boy?

I was on the phone to Austria.

I was about to wrap up a
partnership in a clinic in Vienna.

Vienna?

You're going to Vienna?
With Tommy?

You snatch him away from
everything he ever knew

and now you want
to take him to Vienna?

Where they don't even
speak English?

It's a very lucrative practice.

I have to make some
plans for the future.

For you.
All for you.

Nothing for the kid.

He'll have everything he wants.

All he wants is to be a kid.

Your kid.

What'd you want him for?

Because he's mine.

But he's not a silk tie
or an alpaca sweater.

He's a kid, Richie.
A kid.

TV ANNOUNCER: ...familiar
face I spotted in the crowd --

one of the top NHL player agents,
Fred Thompson.

Fred, is there anybody down
there on ice level

who can play in the NHL
with the potential to play?

THOMPSON: That kid Kirby seems
to know where to put the puck.

He might be just the kind
of material the Mustangs...

What are you doing?

Well, the only way we can
find out what they're planning

is to patch into
their phone line.

Can you get me a coat hanger?

The first thing I got to do

is shove our phone line
over to their junction box.

And connect our phone to theirs.

TV ANNOUNCER:
Maybe they can end this quickly.

No, the last break...

Now I've got to connect
the lines.

I'm gonna have to
get in their room.

I'll need five minutes.

What?

You're going to have
to get them out of there.

How? What'll I say?

Whatever it takes.

Tell them the car won't start,
you need help. Anything.

I can't.

You have to.

Now go.

I can do this.

What do you feel like?

I don't know.

How about some Chinese, huh?

Hey, you think they got
Chinese food in Canada?

Yeah, sure they do, huh?

Come on.
[CHUCKLING]

You pay.

I'll flip you for it.

Oh, yeah.

[CAR DRIVES OFF]

They're gone.
They went out to eat.

All right, if you see
them coming back,

knock on the wall.

I'm going to call the store.

Oh, that's some toy.

My friend, MacGyver,
gave me one like it.

Uh-huh...

That's why I wanted this one.

It runs with this
remote control.

You can program it to do stuff.

Will you look at that?

You know, I could never
understand that.

You're a very smart kid,
you know that?

I could teach you.

Would you do that?

Oh, that's great.

Oh, look at it go.

[GIGGLING]

Look at that...

I figured out
maybe you'd like it

if Uncle Joe put you
on a plane tomorrow...

send you back
to see your mother.

You mean it?

Yeah.

Thanks, Uncle Joe.

How would you like it
if I called you up sometime

just to shoot the breeze?

Yeah.

Yeah?

Make him go...

[PHONE RINGS]

[RINGING]

- [KNOCKING ON WALL]
- [PHONE RINGS]

- They're coming back already!

[PHONE RINGS]

[PHONE RINGING]

[RINGING CONTINUES]

Is that our phone?

[PHONE RINGING]

[RINGING]

[RINGING]

Hello?
[DIAL TONE BUZZING]

Hello?

Missed it.

What'd I tell you?

- [YELLS] Oh!
- [CRASH]

Leave me alone!

[BANGING]

Oh!

Stop it!
Leave me alone!

What's that?

Either a fight,

or maybe somebody's
really in love, man.

[CHUCKLING]

- [CRASHING]
- [CHUCKLING]

Oh!

[SCREAMS]
Oh!

[SCREAMING, GLASS BREAKS]

No...!

[BANGING ON DOOR]

Please, you gotta help me!

He's tearing up everything!
I think he's gonna kill me!

Who, lady?

My boyfriend, he's gone crazy!

You got to help me!

Look, lady, it's not
our problem, okay?

Oh, please!

He's gonna kill me!

He's hurt me before.

All right.

Come on.

The jerk's gonna hurt her.

I guess he left.

You ought to lock the door.

Oh, I will.

It was really sweet of you guys
to help me though.

I was really scared.

Look, uh, if he comes back...
don't let him in, okay?

No, I won't.

Thank you, really.

I don't know what I would have
done if you hadn't been there.

Thanks again.

[DOOR CLOSES]

[SIGHS HEAVILY]

[DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES]

Nice going, ace.

[PHONE RINGS]

- RIZZO: Where were you?
- TOM: What?

We got dinner
and brought it back.

- What's the game plan?
- Listen.

Is there a delivery truck
in the parking lot?

See if there's a delivery truck
in the parking lot.

Yeah.

Yeah.

That's your way in.

I've got Tony on the gate
with another guy.

Take out the other guy.
Tony's with us.

TOM:
Yeah...

You pull up to the house,
and blow the horn twice.

When you do that,
I take out the old man.

You handle
the two bodyguards inside,

and Tony will clean up
in the bunkhouse.

You got it?

We saw a kid this afternoon.

RIZZO:
Everybody goes.

Now move.

On our way.

[LINE CLICKS,
DIAL TONE BUZZING]

All right, you can't
call out on this.

Get to a phone
and call the police.

Where are you going?

With them.

They don't get any smoother
in this setup.

I don't like whacking the kid.

Same here,
but we got a job to do.

[ENGINE STARTS]

I need the police, quick!

Don't do that, lady.

You'll give me a heart attack.

It's an emergency.
Call the police!

- There are no police here.
- What do you mean?

There's a Mountie base.
It's an hour away.

Look, somebody's going
to kill my little boy

at the Catano Ranch tonight!

Is this a prank, lady?

Does it look like a prank?

Just get the Mounties to the
Catano Ranch as fast as you can!

Okay.

All right!

Wait a minute.

Go check the back.

Hi.

[SILENCED GUNSHOT]

Okay, one down.

I'll call the house.
We just drive in nice and easy.

Remember, once we open fire,

nothing comes out
of there alive.

It's Tony.

The delivery's here, Mr. Rizzo.

Good.

Let's go.

[STARTER CRANKING]

- What's wrong with it?
- I don't know.

[STARTER CRANKING]

MAN 1: Neither one
is a three-year-old.

MAN 2:
Boy, I tell you,

I didn't play him because I felt

the track conditions
were unfavorable.

- Too hot, huh?
- Mm.

Nah, I tell you.

I would have put
a couple of K on him.

He don't like the heat.

[MAN COUGHS]

Did you use
too much garlic here?

How about some salt?

I'm dry, though.

Any beer here?

No, there's some milk
in the, uh, refrigerator.

You want to get some?

No beer, but milk we got.

Wednesday.

I can't stand
to see the kid unhappy.

And I'm not letting Richie
carry him off to Vienna.

- [STARTER CRANKING]
- Give it some pedal.

[ENGINE STARTS]

Yeah!

Go.

I'll take care of the guys
in the bunkhouse.

[CAR HORN HONKING]

- It's the delivery.
- Hmm?

Go give 'em a hand.

Hey! What gives?

What's that?

It's the delivery...

from the Vaccaro family.

So they got to you, too, huh?

Nothing personal, Joe.

It's business.

Who are you?

[DOORKNOB RATTLING]

My name's MacGyver.
I've come to take Tommy home.

- [GLASS BREAKS]
- Come on. Hurry up.

What's going on here?

MacGyver!

What's he doing here?

Never mind.
Get the boy safe.

Vaccaro's people are here.

Where are you going?

This is your war, old man.
I'm getting out of here.

Without the kid?

Up there. Cover me.

Tommy, stay quiet.

Uh, there's a bunch of 'em.

I'd forget about trying
to shoot it out.

You got a better suggestion?

Maybe.

What are you doing?

Alcohol, ammonia...

Acid from coffee descaler.

If I can hook up
the power source...

That should be enough
to set off the alcohol.

After it blows,

the rest of the stuff
will make a smoke screen.

After that...

we're on our own.

Let's take some cover.

When I hit the button,
be ready to move.

Ready.

All right, let's check
downstairs.

[COUGHING]

My, my,

haven't we been busy?

[YELLS]

Awesome, Mom.

Tommy!

Take Tommy home.

I'll see Richie
doesn't bother you anymore.

I don't know how
to thank you, MacGyver.

Both of you.

Hey, we love Tommy,
too, you know.

Oh, I don't mean just for Tommy.

I mean for me, too.

And thanks to you,

I've done things
I never dreamed I could do.

Like polishing off a hit man
with a skillet?

Right.

Thank goodness now
all I have to do is be a mom.

Are you kidding?

In a few years you're gonna be
dealing with a teenager.

- THORNTON: Yeah, puberty.
- MacGYVER: High school.

Borrowing the car.

Let me try it.

Come on.

Pete!

Better let me drive.

[THEME SONG PLAYING]

MacGYVER:
I'd been doing volunteer work

at the Challengers Club
for years,

dropping by whenever I could.

The club began with a dream
and an empty building.

With some hard work
and imagination,

it had survived for 15 years.

When something was needed,

it was usually
donated or scrounged.

I'd added some stuff
to the weight machine.

I knew the kids would be
thrilled with the results.

It'll never fly, man.

I knew you could do it,
MacGyver.

Well, give it a try.

MAN:
You invented it. Go ahead.

Come on, Rico. Get on there.

No way.

I'm too young
and good looking to die.

[CHUCKLING]

No sweat.

Can't be that bad.

Come on, slim, move it.

WOMAN:
Booker!

Booker!

The city council meeting
is in two hours.

Don't worry. Plenty of time.

If the council doesn't
approve our funds,

the Challengers Club's 15th
anniversary may be its last.

We have to get ready.

Hey, you never told me
things were so bad.

If I did, you'd worry.

And worrying is Cynthia's thing.

She does it better
than anybody I know.

[KISSES]

It's a dirty job,
but somebody has to do it.

I'll tell you what.

I'll worry about the money,

Cynthia can
worry about the time,

and, MacGyver, you can
worry about the plumbing.

Huh?

Kitchen sink's busted.

Ah.

Hey!

Get the hell out of there!

What?

He's stealing the truck!

Hey!

- Hey!
- Come on.

Hey!

Get out of there, kid.

Come on out of the truck, boy.

[ENGINE STRUGGLING]

Hey! Get out of there!

- You ain't going nowhere!
- [ENGINE STARTS]

[TIRES SCREECHING]

You've had it now!

Get in the car
and get after him!

Don't worry, we'll get him.

[TIRES SCREECHING]

Officer! Over here!

A kid just stole my van.
I think I know where he went.

Get in.

[TIRES SCREECHING]

[TIRES SCREECHING]

[TIRES SCREECHING]

[TIRES SCREECHING]

[TIRES SCREECHING]

[TIRES SCREECHING]

How many N's in
the word "anniversary"?

Good question.

How many D's in
the word "dictionary"?

Ray, what's going on?

CYNTHIA:
Stop.

Get out of here, now!

All right boys, slow it down.

Out of the way.

This isn't your fight.

Well, there isn't going to be
any kind of a fight at all.

That's the kid.

Arrest him.

What are the charges?

Mr. Larson is saying that
this kid stole his truck.

Oh, man, he's lying.

Are you gonna believe him
or three witnesses?

I'm afraid you have
to come with me, son.

Tell me the truth, Ray,
I want to help you.

Yeah, by turning me
over to the cops?

What happened, Larson?

One of your kids
got caught in the act,

and you can't cover
for him this time.

I've had it with you people.

BOOKER: Larson's
been lobbying city council

to have the Challengers Club
shut down.

Says we attract gang
members and drug addicts.

Doesn't he know you run
an anti-drug program?

He knows it.
He just doesn't care.

So far we've been able
to convince city council

we're a positive influence.

So far.

This thing with Ray couldn't
have happened at a worse time.

Jenkins, you got a minute?

So what's going
to happen to him?

He'll be detained under 602

of the Welfare
and Institution Code

until he gets
a date to appear in court.

Well, it sounds like all those
years helping Booker

study for his law exams
didn't go to waste.

[CHUCKLES]

Sometimes I wish he had
gone on to practice law.

But you know what he says.

"By the time a kid
needs a lawyer..."

It's already too late?

Mm-hmm.

Ray's a repeater, Booker.

He's been running with a gang
since he was ten years old.

BOOKER:
Used to run.

He's been doing great
at the Challengers Club.

His mother's in the hospital.

I can't release him if there's
no one to release him to.

- What about Cynthia and I?
- I know what you're gonna say,

but you and Cynthia already got
half a dozen kids in your custody.

Unless you find somebody else,
Ray's going to jail.

Where can I possibly find
somebody who could...

What?

Hey, I don't even know the kid.

Kids like you once
they get to know you.

MacGyver's qualified.

He used to work full time
at the Challengers Club.

That was years ago, Booker.

Okay.

If it's gonna be
a burden to you...

I didn't say
it was gonna be a burden.

Oh, man...

Good luck.

Hi.

Name's MacGyver.

I'm told kids like me
once they get to know me.

Yeah, well, I'm no kid.

And I don't like you.

And I sure as hell don't
want to get to know you.

Okay, well I guess we're
off on the wrong foot.

I hate when that happens.

Why don't we start over?

Hi.
Name's MacGyver.

And I'm going to be on
you like green on grass

till Booker gets out of
that council meeting.

Put on your seat belt.

[ENGINE STARTS]

They got temporary custody.

But if the kid runs,

Booker's gonna look worse
than if the kid was in jail.

So you just make sure
the kid runs

and keeps on running.

Let's go.

Ray...

Ray, instead
of busting this bag open,

why don't you just
tell me what happened?

'Cause you wouldn't understand.

Why wouldn't I understand?

'Cause you ain't black.

So what you're telling me
is I can't understand

because we're
not the same color?

No, I'm saying you're white.

And that means you play by
a whole different set of rules.

All right, I'll bite.
What rules?

White rules.

Like when a white man says
something, people believe him.

White rules say when a white man
walks down the street after dark,

the police wave hello.

They don't jack him up
and shake him down.

You really believe that,
don't you?

I live it.

Where are you going?

Where you ain't in my face.

I can't let you do that.

Oh, is this more of your rules?

Not my rules. Booker's.

I ain't going nowhere.
Just to shoot some hoops.

Or maybe you don't
trust me either?

He's on him tight.

Trying to get a shot
to the basket...

[GRUNTING]

Uh, I don't want any trouble.

We don't like your
kind around here.

Be better all 'round
if you just disappear.

Or your nappy head
is gonna look like this.

[HISSING]

Keep on running, boy!

That's it, run!

You can stop when
you reach Africa!

I don't know where he is.

Ray can deal
with his own problems, man.

There are a lot of people
looking for an excuse

to shut this place down.

If I don't find Ray,
he may give it to 'em.

Boxers don't make the Olympics
training in the streets.

You need this place, Rico.

I know where Ray's
old gang hangs.

Maybe he's getting down
with them.

That's good.
That's real good.

Just sell the crack.

Don't smoke it.

Understand?

Long time, Ray.

Thought you were on Booker's
college program.

Come here...

What's up?

I need a shooter.

You need a gun to get
into college now?

You got a piece or not?

You move some crack for me
and you got it.

I don't deal crack.

Take the piece.

We'll deal later.

Ray?

You with the man.

You all alone.

Man, what are you doing here?

What do you need a gun for?

Revenge?

I didn't come here for no gun.

Just came here
to shoot some balls.

You ain't cool here.

Why?
Because I'm white?

Segregation is over, Ray.

I'll believe it when I see it.

What's it gonna take to get you
off my case?

How about a game of eight ball?

If I win, you tell me what
happened with Larson.

I lose...

I'll leave you alone.

Rack 'em and say goodbye.

Item number five on the agenda.

Funding request for
the Challengers Club.

Mr. Wilson?

Thank you,
Mr. Chairman...

council members.

You all have copies
of my report.

So I'm sure you're
familiar with the numbers...

the statistics...

the amount of money
we're asking for.

I came prepared to talk about
that today...

but I won't.

I'm going to talk about kids.

Because that's what
Challengers Club is all about.

There are people here today
who are going to tell you

we have some bad kids
at the club.

Well, I'm going
to tell you how bad.

Kids who come from bad homes,

broken homes,

no homes at all.

Hungry kids... cold...

beaten and broken kids.

Kids who fix and use drugs
for kicks.

They're mad.

Mad at you, mad at me...

mad at the world they see.

A world without opportunity.

RAY:
Didn't leave you much.

Oh, you left enough.

Gotta learn to look at
all the angles, Ray.

I got a couple of shots here.

[SNORTS]

Four ball, bank, back here.

That was luck.

No, that was physics.

For every action, there's an
equal and opposite reaction.

Say what?

If you go gunning for somebody,

they're gonna come
gunning for you.

All kinds of kids
come to our door.

But when they do, that door
better be open.

Because if it's not,
if that door is locked...

then we've not just turned
them away from a hot meal

or a training program,

we've locked them out
of our hearts...

out of our society, and slammed
the door in their faces.

That is the door you
can leave open today.

The door of opportunity...

for kids who have no other.

That is your choice.

RAY:
Okay, MacGyver, you're up.

That leaves me in
pretty good shape, Ray.

All I see is the six ball.

Yeah, that's the obvious shot,

but I'm looking at
the not so obvious.

Combination three ball
in the side.

That leaves me in shape
for the five...

Gotta play position, Ray.

I don't need no play-by-play.

I see what you're doing.

Look for the openings.

Not what's in front
of your face.

Check out what's down the road.

What my friend, Mr. Wilson,
sees is not what I see.

He sees kids who are troubled.

I see kids who cause trouble.

He sees an abused kid.

I see a kid who abuses.

He sees a neglected, hungry kid.

What I see is a kid who would
rather buy drugs than breakfast.

He calls it a shelter.

I call it a hangout.

He calls it the answer.
I call it the cause.

Mr. Wilson represents
a minority.

I represent the majority --
the honest working man,

who is sick and tired
of these people coming in

and destroying
our neighborhoods,

our businesses, our properties.

These people don't pay taxes!

Mr. Chairman! What do
you mean, "these people"?

The neighborhood is
made up of all races.

Then why is it no white
children go to your club?

Gentlemen, please.

Don't you call me racist!

The people in my
neighborhood are afraid.

They're afraid of the drugs,
the junkies and the gangs

who murder on our doorsteps...

who steal from me,
and hide in his club.

He's making blanket statements
on the basis of color!

You make a commitment,

you got to follow through.

Eight ball...

right back here.

- Oh!
- Whoo!

You gonna talk, or walk?

Talking ain't gonna
change nothing!

People like Larson

are always gonna
hate people like me.

Just because we're black.

So you hate him back.

Ray, the hate has got to stop
somewhere.

It has got to stop!

That ain't gonna change nothing.

Every action has a reaction.

You have got to believe that.

LARSON: This community
is sick and tired

of the drugs and violence.

Drugs and violence are
part of society everywhere.

The Challengers Club works
with ex-drug addicts,

and ex-gang members
to offer an alternative!

LARSON: There are
other alternatives --

like jail

or reform school

or closing the club.

I like that one.

This club has been a cancer in
this community for too long.

And I have a petition here,

signed by concerned members
of the community,

who want that place shut down.

There's one of his
"innocent kids" from the club.

That boy stole a truck from me,
and tried to run me down.

Then he tried to find somebody
who would cover for him.

I think you should let Ray talk.

That's not a good idea,
MacGyver, not now.

LARSON:
...and where did he run to?

Where did he go for sanctuary?

The Challengers Club.

Mr. Wilson doesn't
offer opportunity,

he offers protection.

Who else is he covering for?

Drug dealers? Killers?

CHAIRMAN:
Mr. Larson, thank you.

We'll take your petition
into consideration.

As there are no other speakers,
I'll ask council to...

Mr. Chairman... excuse me.

This boy is in the
Challengers Club program.

I think we should hear
what he has to say.

We'll allow a few brief remarks.

Give it your best shot.

I used to run with a gang.

Would you state your name,
please?

Raymond Collins, Junior,

and I used to run with a gang.

Until Booker caught me breaking
into the Challengers Club.

Instead of turning me in
to the cops,

he made me work at the club...

and put me on a job training
program.

And it's a good thing, too.

Because, when my mama was sick,
I needed to look for work.

This morning, I went to Mr. Larson's
print shop looking for a job.

This boy is lying
through his teeth.

He came looking
to steal my truck.

[GAVEL POUNDING]

Mr. Larson, he has equal time.

There was a sign in the window.

Said "Help Wanted."

So I went in and asked for
a job application form.

He said he didn't have any.

So I asked if I could
leave my name.

One thing Booker taught us was
never to give up easy.

Not to be...

Not to be intimidated.

So I told him I knew Booker,
and I was on his program.

That's when he said he might be
interested in me after all.

He asked me if I could drive.

I said "Yes," so he gave me
some keys

and told me there
was a van out front.

So I went to drive it around
the back, just like he asked.

I turned my back and he stole
the keys.

As soon as I got in the van,

Mr. Larson and his friends
came out to the street

waving baseball bats and yelling
that I'm stealing his truck!

LARSON:
I don't believe this!

This is nothing but a boy lying
to save his skin.

RAY:
That's what happened.

I took his truck...

but I was afraid they
were gonna kill me

if I didn't get out
of there quick.

I'm sorry if this
messes up the club.

You may not believe me,
but that's the truth.

That took guts, Ray.

This is garbage.
That's not what happened.

Are you people gonna
fall for that?

Didn't any of you hear
what I said?

He fabricated that whole story.

CHAIRMAN: As there are no
other representations on this matter,

I'll ask council now to vote
on the appropriation of funds.

They don't believe me.

How about that for a reaction?
They believed you.

- They did, didn't they?
- You did it!

[LAUGHTER]

- What happened?
- What happened, Smiley?

They brought that punk kid in
you were supposed to run off,

and had him up in front of the council
calling me a liar to my face.

And that bunch of trash bought
every word that little spade said.

I'll take care of the kid.

The kid ain't the problem.

It's Booker.

He looks good and he talks good,

and he's got everybody thinking
he and that club are clean.

Well...

it's time we took care
of Mr. Clean.

It's not too bad.
Anybody hurt?

Not yet.

- What's going on here?
- Just a little accident, that's all.

Hold it!

Put him on the floor!

[TIRES SQUEAL]

Did you find something?

Yeah, it's pretty interesting.

Elementary physics?
That's good stuff.

[CHUCKLES]

Hey, I never realized it was
a manual for shooting pool.

Listen, all that stuff I said

about you not understanding
because you're white...

I'm sorry.

Just goes to show you,

you can't judge a book
by its color.

Oh, man, I hope they ain't here
because of me.

Oh, my God!

Let's check it out.

He'd call and tell me
if something happened.

He always calls.

DETECTIVE: Are you sure
that Booker was driving?

Yes, he... he just went to pick up
some things for the dinner.

What happened?

The police found Booker's car,
but Booker's gone.

He was involved
in some kind of accident.

No sign of Booker at all?
No witnesses?

Can we talk in your office?

[SIGHS] We found some glass
from broken headlights.

And chips of blue paint from
whoever hit him from behind.

Have you any idea what this
would be doing under his front seat?

It's crack. Rocket Brand.

Booker would never let anybody
with drugs in his car. Never.

I hope for Booker's sake
the gangs aren't after him.

The gangs? Why?

Maybe they don't like him
pulling their members off the street;

maybe they don't like
his anti-drug programs.

No. The gangs stay clear
of Booker.

Crack makes 'em
do crazy things --

there's been three gang murders
in the last month around here,

all crack related.

Listen...

if you hear from him,
let me know.

What does Rocket Brand mean?

Crack dealers put brand names
on their stuff

so the customers will come back.

Do you know anybody
that sells that brand?

I could scope it out.

Yeah. Find out if whoever
sells it saw Booker tonight.

And... be careful.

Right.

First you tell me
you want a gun,

but you don't want no product.

Now you tell me
you don't want no gun,

but you want some product.

I told you, Booker's in trouble.

What goes around comes around.

That's all Booker ever gave me:
trouble.

You know something
about where Booker is?

I ain't seen Booker, man.

Forget him.

Come on back and earn
some of this.

Make more than
any college man makes.

Get yourself a degree...

in pharmacology.

Hey!

Stand off, Ray!

I used to be tight with you!

Like my own brother!

Used to be!

Now you tight with Booker.

That's right.

I asked Booker for help,
and he gave it to me.

Now I'm free of this! Free!

'Cause this ain't nothing
but more slavery!

Now, you can stay on
this cocaine plantation

till you die, if you want to.

But not me,
'cause I'm gonna be free.

Now, I want to know
who deals Rocket Brand!

You gonna help me or not?

There's no need for that.

Well,

let's hear one of your
slick speeches now.

Killing me won't close
the Challengers Club.

You can't murder an idea.

You're smart,
and you got a slick tongue,

but you're not gonna make
any more pretty speeches.

[PANTING]

Come on.

RICO: We've been talking
to everything that moves.

Again, nothing.

Nobody's heard or seen a thing.

We gonna keep this up all night?

Whatever it takes.

MacGyver!

I found out who's been
dealing Rocket Brand.

A gang called the Demons.

But there's something
weird going down.

The Demons haven't been
dealing Rocket Brand

for the past couple of weeks.

Anybody else sell that brand?

No, none of that crack's
been on the street

since the Demons' supplier
got busted.

And the really weird part
is that Booker

never had a run-in
with the Demons.

The whole thing's a setup.

What do you mean, it's a setup?

Well, somebody's working hard
to make it look

like the Demons did this --
too hard.

Right.

Where's their turf?

Come on, where do we go?

[DOOR CREAKING]

[DOOR CREAKING]

[QUIETLY]
Booker?

Booker.

[GASPING]
Oh... Booker!

God!

No!

[SOBBING]

Why? Why...

[SOBBING]
Oh, why! Why!

[QUIETLY]
Oh, no, no, no...

[SOBBING]

Oh... Booker!

My God!

Oh, God, baby...

Come on.

Booker!

Booker!

Booker!

That's my husband.

Booker?

Booker!

Oh, Ray... Ray...

[SOBBING]

DETECTIVE:
You found the body?

Would you come with me, please?

So you didn't touch anything
except the door on the outside?

That's right.

Looks like a drug execution.

That doesn't make any sense.

Well, you tell me when it does.

When they cut a man's throat
that way,

they call it
a "Colombian necktie."

It's a message not
to mess with their gangs.

I'm telling you...
the Demons didn't do this.

How do you explain this?

His pockets were filled with it.

Same bags were found in his car.

Yeah, so?
What are you trying to say?

Maybe he was trying to
raise a little quick cash.

Not a chance!

Somebody's trying
to make it look

like Booker was murdered
by the Demons.

Well, they're doing
a good job so far.

- It's a setup!
- Can you prove it?

Can I have the label
off that bag?

Sure...

if it helps.

Keep it.

Listen, uh, I'm sorry.

I-I know a lot of people
used to respect Booker.

Still do.

Demons came through.

And, you know, they
knew you were here.

They swear they're being framed,

and they haven't sold
Rocket Brand for two weeks.

Where do the Demons
get their labels printed?

They don't.

They do it themselves on a
copy machine so it can't be traced.

Grab the first aid kit,
will you?

It's between the seats.

Hey!

How'd they know I was here?

It's their turf.

They got spotters everywhere.

Uh... labels look the same.

This is the one from the Demons.

Printed on a copy machine.
Nothing comes off.

This one they took off Booker.

It came off.

Different printing methods.

This one uses ink.

Probably from an offset press...

like a printer would use.

Larson.

He set Booker up,
just like he set me up!

Contact the police.

Tell them to meet me
at Larson's print shop.

That's on Broad Street?

Yeah.

Make sure you burn them.

It's evidence.

Do it.

MacGYVER:
Hey, remember me?

[SCREAMING]

Is that what's it all about?

Spreading hate?

Just tapping a vein,
you might say.

You should read it.

I'd flush it.

[WEAK CHUCKLE]

But this will tell the truth.

I got a feeling we'll find the
ink that matches this label

somewhere in here.

You murdered Booker.

But the police are gonna think
the Demons did it.

Same as they'll believe
I shot you

protecting my property
when you broke in here.

[GUNSHOT]

Why?

Why did you kill him?!

[PANTING]

Because he's black.

Because he talked too much.

I hate niggers
who talk too much.

You know what you should do
with colored people?

Drown 'em
when they're first born,

save everybody a lot of trouble.

- No!!
- MacGyver!

Get him out of my sight.

I loved Booker, too, MacGyver.

MacGyver!

MacGYVER:
Put it right there, guys.

I'll need some help
to set it up.

I thought you weren't
coming in till next week.

Hey, I was just
in the neighborhood.

Oh, yeah.

Well, what's all this?

Come here.

The Phoenix Foundation

has donated a physics
demonstration lab.

Voilà!

A pool table!

The kids are gonna love it,
MacGyver.

Yeah, I think so.

So where's Ray?

I think it's time
for another lesson.

Oh, he's around here somewhere.

There he is.

How ya doin'?

I guess a little bit of Booker
is always gonna be here.

Yeah. I think so.

[THEME SONG PLAYING]

Boy, you don't know
how glad I am to see you.

Gee, thanks.

You know how much
I love conventions.

What's the big emergency?

Well, I wouldn't have called,

but they haven't hooked
up our display yet.

It takes five unions

to change a light bulb
around here.

And the convention
starts in three hours.

You called me down here
to change a light bulb?

Uh, not exactly.

How's my girl?

I'm just a little nervous.

I mean, this place
is pretty fancy.

You can do it.

You are beautiful.

There's something
special about you.

You got class.

You can be working places
like this all the time.

You're my number one girl.

That's why I expect
the best from you.

What do you got for me?

- Is that it?
- Mm-hmm.

You've been in there
almost two hours.

The convention doesn't even
start for a couple of hours, okay?

There's a lot of business
in there.

You just ain't been
working it hard enough.

Oh, oh...

Don't sit on the car, baby.

I'm sorry, Skin, okay?

I'm hurtin' a little.

I need to get fixed up.

Come here.

You're my special girl.

I know you can do it.

I believe in you.

That's what love's all about.

Prove you love me
as much as I love you.

Five bills by tomorrow morning.

Honey...

Thanks, Skin.

You got to do better, Kandy.

There ain't gonna be
any more of this.

I'll do better, I promise.

MacGyver, how's it
going back here?

Who made this mess?

Why, is it terrible?

Well, I tried to fix it myself.

I was desperate.

Hi.

Hi there.

You want a date?

A date?

Sure.

Let's go for it.

Are you kidding?

How about you?

Shouldn't you be in school?

I'm on a field trip.

Do you want to help me
with my homework?

I don't think so.

[SIGHS]

[SCOFFS]

You believe that?

She can't be more than 16.

Yeah... going on 40.

Oh, you got it!
You got it.

Oh, nice work.

We're back in business.

We're not the only ones.

Oh, no.

Yeah, right.

[CHUCKLES]

I've only been here an hour,

but I can tell this
is a real party town.

I guess so.

Yeah, we're gonna
have us a good time.

Listen, uh, you've done
this before, haven't you?

Sure.
I mean, what do you think?

Good.

'Cause I'm, uh,
kind of particular.

Listen, maybe you should
find someone else.

Tell you what,
I'll pay you double.

Leave me alone, you sicko.

Let go of me!

Is there a problem, sir?

Yeah. What kind of a hotel
are you running here?

That girl there,
she just propositioned me.

I'll take care of it, sir.

What's going on?

A trick just turned weird on me.

Please, just cover for me.
Please?

Seen a young lady
in a black mini?

MacGYVER: Uh, yeah, a little
while ago. She went upstairs.

He's gone.

Thanks.

Trouble just never lets up,
does it?

[SIGHS]
No.

So, now what?

I don't know.

I'll think of something.

Good luck.

Where are you going?

I was going to grab
something to eat.

Do you want some company?

I didn't mean company-company.

I just...

Just forget it.

Hey.

Buy you a soda?

The name is MacGyver.

It's Crystal.

Nice to meet you.

Dessert?

No, thanks.

I'm trying to watch my figure.

So, you know what I do.

What about you?

I work for
the Phoenix Foundation.

Well, so like, what do you do?

I mean, as your job?

Well, I guess you could call me
a, uh, troubleshooter.

I, uh, help people.

Like people in trouble?

Something like that.

Good money, huh?

You know...

I would be
the perfect date for you.

I mean, no commitment.

The perfect business
arrangement, you know?

Maybe once a week.

Crystal...

would you stop the hustle?

It really doesn't
look good on you.

Look, I'm just doing this
for my boyfriend.

Yeah, right.

He needs the money to get
new mags for his car.

It sounds like he loves his car.

He loves me.

Sometimes you love somebody,

you get into things
you wouldn't ordinarily do.

That's not a boyfriend.

That's a pimp.

He has other girls, right?

How do you think
they got started?

I'll bet you have to bring in
$200 tonight,

or he'll turn you out. Right?

$500.

[GROANS]
Oh...

By tomorrow morning.

Listen, I got a friend
who can help you out.

You can get a decent place
to sleep, some good food...

What's the catch?

No catch.

What do you say?

Okay.

Okay.

They're all real nice people.

You can stay as long
as you want.

Oh, man.

What's the matter?

It's Snakeskin, and
I don't have any money.

Maybe that place is a good idea.

Come on, get in.

Crystal!

She's with me.

Sorry, pal.

She's working the hotel.

Why don't you just
get back in your car

and forget about her, all right?

Oh, whatever you want.

Customer's always right.

I'll pluck your eyeball
like an olive.

Capisce, pal?

[GROANS]
Yeah.

I capisce your whole game, pal.

My car!

Oh, man, what are you doing?!

[GROANS]

Come here.

[YELLS]

[ENGINE STARTS]

You'll pay for this, pal.

Well, this is it.

Why are you doing this?

I mean, what's in it for you?

Does there have to be
something in it for me?

Hey, you must want something.

All right.
Yeah, I want something.

I want to go home and sleep,
which I cannot do

if I know there's a little girl
roaming the streets

with her face all painted
up like a clown,

turning tricks for a lowlife
reptile with a switchblade.

Why do you care
what happens to me?

I don't know.

I just do.

Come on.

He has a new tooth.
Show your tooth, babe.

Hang on a second.

- Hi.
- Hey.

- Any room at the inn?
- You know us.

Nobody ever gets turned away.

- Who is she?
- Her name's Crystal.

Never could say no to a stray,
could you, MacGyver?

All right, all right.
Come on.

Hi, Crystal.

I'm Cynthia.

Hi.

How long have you
been on the streets?

About a month.

Do your parents
know where you are?

My mother is dead.

She died in a car accident.

I'm sorry.

It's no big deal.

And your father?

I don't know where he is,
and I couldn't care less.

Well, we have to tell him
that you're here.

Darlene?

Yeah?

This is Crystal.

Introduce her around, will you?

Sure.

I'll see you later, huh, Crystal?

Promise?

Yeah. I promise.

Thanks for everything.

You bet.

She's working for a pimp
name of Snakeskin.

Oh, I've heard of him.

Specializes in little birds
with broken wings.

Don't worry.
We'll take good care of her.

Thanks. Good night.

Good night.

Tonight you got a warm,
clean place to sleep,

and tomorrow you can stay or go.

Okay.

House rules: No hooking
while you're here, no dope,

and no contact with Snakeskin.

Yes, I know him.

How did you get mixed up
with trash like that?

Listen, Crystal.

So far, you don't have
any tracks on your arms,

and nobody has
rearranged your face.

You still have a chance.

If you stay here,

we'll give you all
the support you need.

The choice is yours,
not Snakeskin's.

Yours.

Now, about your father.

Please don't call him.

All right.

That can wait until tomorrow.

CRYSTAL:
My mother is dead.

She died in a car accident.

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

Mr. Harry Jackson?

Yes.

Your wife Celia Jackson?

Son-in-law James MacGyver?

HARRY:
What happened?

I'm sorry to tell you, sir.

There's been an accident.

Car went off the road,
down into Miller's Creek.

They both drowned.

They both drowned.

What's the number?

Yes, I got it.

Yes. Thank you. Bye-bye.

I had to hock my watch
to get out of the gas station.

Crystal picked my pocket.

You should be more careful.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Come on.

- [KNOCKING ON DOOR]
- Crystal?

Ten to one she's gone back
to that pimp with your money.

Any idea where he lives?

Yeah. 210 Second Avenue.

On the corner.

Listen, would you mind
putting out some feelers?

See what you can find out
about her.

She's from Riverton.

I'll call their
police department.

Maybe she's on
the missing persons list.

Thanks.

Hey, be careful down there.

That girl's got
more guts than brains.

Skin's not gonna be too happy
to see your face around here.

You shouldn't be
coming back here, Crystal.

You ain't number one no more.

Skin doesn't carry that blade
'cause he likes to shave.

I didn't do anything.

That's the thing, sweetie.
You shoulda been working.

I've got some money for Skin.

Give it to me.
I'll make sure he gets it.

You don't get nothing.

I did pretty good, Skin.

I got some money.

Look, I didn't want
to go with that guy.

I did it for you.

Look, don't you turn on me, too!

- I need you!
- That's right, baby.

You need me.
I took you in.

But I don't think you've been
showing your appreciation.

Give me another chance, Skin.

Please?

SNAKESKIN:
What's this?

Doesn't look like enough
to make a car payment.

Are you holding out on me?

CRYSTAL:
It's all there. Honest.

I'll get more. I promise.

SNAKESKIN: But you
keep letting me down.

How am I supposed to trust you?

This ain't enough.

Skin, don't be mad at me.

I love you.

Now, you got a flaky way
of proving that.

CRYSTAL: I'll get you
the rest of the money.

SNAKESKIN:
I'll tell you something.

You listen or I'll cut you!

Where do you want me to cut you?

Here? Here? Where?

Skin, please! I'll get you
the rest of the money!

Please!

[CAR ALARM WAILING]

SNAKESKIN:
Somebody's messing with my car!

Sammy!

[CAR ALARM WAILING]

Come on! Get in!

Hey!

What are you doing?

Trying to save what's
left of your life.

[TIRES SQUEALING]

[TIRES SQUEALING]

Get in.

[CAR ENGINE STARTING]

[TIRES SQUEALING]

[CLATTERING]

What?

[TIRES SQUEALING]

[THUDDING]

[TIRES SQUEALING]

[THUDDING]

- What are we doing here?
- That should be obvious.

I don't want to go to jail!

You should have thought of that
before you picked my pocket.

I was scared.

I had to give Snakeskin
something.

Please don't take me to jail.

You won't stay at
the Challengers Club.

You won't go home.

You go back to the street,
you'd be lucky to survive a week.

Now, I don't see
that I have much choice.

I want to go home, but I can't.

Why not?

I got stuff to work out
with my dad.

It's all my fault, but I just...
I just got to work it out.

Yeah, well, that elegant palace
where Snakeskin lives

is no place
to work anything out.

Can I go home with you?

What?

Not to party.

I need someone to talk to.

You're the only one who seems
to care what happens to me.

Please?

[ENGINE STARTS]

CRYSTAL: I once knew a guy
who had a houseboat.

He said he liked the feeling
of... being, uh...

On the water?

Detached.

That's the word.
Detached.

This is nice.

Well, it's home.

Yeah.

I know about people
who live on houseboats.

They like to drift around.

Uh, shower's upstairs.

There's a robe and some clean
towels in the laundry hamper.

I never seem to get
around to folding.

You need a woman in your life.

Get up there.

- You hungry?
- Starved.

I'll see if I can whip
something up.

Okay.

Hey, I like the change.

Nice uniform.

[CHUCKLES]
Thanks.

Hey, you really can cook.

Well, I wouldn't be too quick
to judge until you've tasted 'em.

These are my world-famous
whole wheat

and banana pancakes.

Are they okay?

Mm-hmm.

MacGyver,

how come you're so willing to
get into trouble for me?

I don't know.

I guess it's just the way I am.

Oh, I'm just the opposite.

I'm always running away
from trouble.

Problem is, I just
can't get away from it.

Caught in a loop, huh?

Mm-hmm.

Same with you, right?

Except you're always running
to trouble.

So your scene's just a different
kind of loop.

Yeah, I guess.

Yeah, we're both runners.

Yeah?
What are you running from?

I don't know.

Maybe myself.

My mom died.

And my dad's a cop.

He just works all the time.

Don't you think
he still misses you?

He's glad to have me out
of his hair.

We have problems.

What kind of problems?

You wouldn't understand.

Now you.

What about your parents?

My mom died of a stroke.

I was in Afghanistan
at the time, on assignment.

I didn't even hear about it
until the day of the funeral.

Never had a chance to say
goodbye.

What about your dad?

He died in a car accident,
with my grandmother.

I was seven.

Wow.

How old were you when
your mom was killed?

It just happened last year.

Do you ever feel like...

like your dad abandoned you?

No.

Kind of the opposite.

It's like I abandoned him.

What do you mean?

I can't help but wonder,

that if I'd gone
with them that night,

I might have been able
to do something.

So you mean you feel guilty,

like you're being punished
for not doing something?

I guess. Sometimes.

Me, too.

I always... feel like I did
something wrong.

I just can't figure out
what it was.

Does it have something to do
with your mother's death?

The accident, maybe?

I'm really tired.

Why don't you crash upstairs?

I'll take the couch.

Okay.

You know,

for two people who seem
so different,

we sure are a lot alike.

By the way...

my name's Jennifer.

Good night, Jennifer.

Yes?

Hi.

Sergeant Reiner.

You called me last night
about my daughter, Jennifer.

Oh, yes.

Come in.
Sit down.

She's fine.

She's staying with a
friend named MacGyver.

We'll give him a call.

So, how long has she been gone?

About a month.

You know, if the officer on duty

hadn't recognized your daughter
from my description,

I wouldn't have been able
to contact you.

Well, I'm very glad
that you did.

I've been worried sick
about her.

Why is it you didn't report her
as a runaway?

I don't need a lot of questions
from the people I work with.

I see.

Well, what's she told you
so far?

Not much, I'm afraid.

Can't believe
what she says anyway.

It's been one lie after another
for so long,

it's like she forgot
how to tell the truth.

- [PHONE RINGING]
- Excuse me.

Hello, Challengers.

Hi, MacGyver.

Yes.

He's here with me now.

Yeah?

Well, that's good.

Yeah, uh, I'll see
if she's up to it.

Thanks, Cynthia.

Yogurt, sprouts...

your taste in food
is pretty grim.

Cynthia found your father.

Oh, yeah?

What'd he say?

Goodbye?

No, actually, he said
he wanted to see you.

Yeah, right.

Hey, you said you two
have problems.

Aren't you in the least bit
interested in working 'em out?

Yeah.

Yeah, but I don't think
he's ready for it.

He came into town to find you.

It sounds to me
like he might be.

Maybe it's you that's
not ready, huh?

You going to carry this
around with you

or you going to try
and deal with it?

Thanks for getting me
these things.

How do I look?

Like Jennifer.

Come on.

He's in my office.

I'll be okay.

Hi, Jennifer.

Hi.

Those people... Who...?

They're okay.

They're nice.

What did you tell them about me?

What do you mean?

Well...

about, uh, about you and me.

Is that all you care about?

What people might think
if they find out?

Look, I came here today to try
to talk to you about everything.

- Why did I even bother?!
- Please, please be quiet.

No, I won't be quiet!
Just get away from me!

You're my dad!
You're supposed to protect me!

You don't care about me!

You're just afraid all your cop
buddies will find out what a sick...

Nothing's changed.

You'll never change!

What's going on here?

- Honey...
- Hey!

I'm sorry.

Every time you beat me,
you said you were sorry,

but you never stopped!

Tell them about the night
when Mom was killed.

Tell them about that!

Jennifer, please!

Her eyes were so full of tears
that she drove off the road.

I didn't kill her!

It wasn't my fault!

Jennifer, wait!

What's going on here?
What'd you hit her for?

Look, it's none of your business,
now back off.

That's MacGyver.

Look, it's a misunderstanding.

I'm sorry.

It's family.

Great. Now where's
she going?

MacGYVER:
Probably back to Snakeskin.

Snakeskin?

Her pimp.

Her pimp?

You're telling me my daughter
is hooking?

Some dirtbag
put my kid on the street?

I'll kill him.

You're not going to do anything.

I'll find her.

Where do I find this guy,
this Snakeskin?

- Where is he?
- I'm not telling you anything.

You need help,

as bad as she does.

Make sure you get it.

This is Sergeant Reiner,
Riverton P.D.

on clemars to Metro P.D.

This is Metro clemar.

Go ahead, sergeant.

Request you access
vice-prostitution moniker files

for a pimp
whose AKA is Snakeskin.

I need a last known address.

Roger.

I want to see him.

Yeah? Well, he wants
to see you, too.

Yeah? Who is it?

It's me. It's Crystal.

[SOBS]

What happened?

My dad.

He hit me.

[SOBBING]

Excuse me...

Back off or I mace the face.

That's not mace.

It's hair spray.

Whatever.

What do you want?
This is my bin, see?

Well I was just looking
for something.

You're lookin'
in the wrong place, Jack.

Get your own route.
This is mine.

How are you fixed for cash?

Fine.

I'm the heir
to the Rockefeller fortune.

Ah. Well, then I guess you
wouldn't be interested

in an extra...

twenty dollars?

Well...

In case the inheritance
doesn't come in right away.

Skin, don't.
She doesn't need that.

I think Crystal and I want
to have some time alone.

[CLUCKS TONGUE]

So...

why'd your old man
knock you around?

He blames me for my mom
getting killed.

And it wasn't my fault.

I know that, baby.

Hey, what are you doing?!

Get away from that car!

I'm not leavin' until
I pick up my stuff.

That wreck shouldn't be here.
It's an eyesore.

Do you know how much
this stuff's worth?

I got some good stuff here.

Get away or I mace the face.

Think you can get fresh
with me, young punk?

Keep your hands to yourself

or you'll be sorry.

[FOOTSTEPS ON STAIRS]

Where is she? Where?

On the top floor.
Second door on the right.

You better hurry.
He's gonna give her some heroin.

Be careful. He's got a gun.

If he sees you, he'll use it.

One time when my dad
was beating me up,

my mom finally stopped him.

And he hit her, too.

So she took me away.

She shouldn't have been driving.

She was crying so hard
that she couldn't see the road.

He said it was my fault.

Don't cry, baby.

You're with me now.

I'm gonna take good care of you.

Hey, man, where do you
think you're going?

Anywhere I want to.

Now turn around.

Assume the position.

Lighten up, man.

Against the wall!
Now spread 'em!

Hello.

Now, where's Snakeskin's place?

Stay cool, all right?

I don't know.

Look...

he's got my daughter, all right?

Now where is he?

Where?

310.

SNAKESKIN: I'm gonna
fix you up with something.

It'll make you feel better.

[INTERCOM BUZZES]

- Yeah?
- Skin,

there's a cop on his way up.

It's Crystal's old man.

Your old man's a cop?

You didn't tell me?

Come here!

[WHIMPERS]

Come on!

[BANGING ON DOOR]

Police! Open up!

CRYSTAL:
Go away!

Want your daughter, man?

It'll be piece by piece
unless you back off!

We're going down
the fire escape.

[YELLS]

[GUNSHOTS]

She's the last kid
you ever put on the street.

Don't do it, Daddy! Don't!

He turned you into a whore.

No, he didn't!

You did!

You did!

Wow, I can't believe it!

So you heard from her father?

He's in counseling.

The courts are gonna work out
some supervised visits.

They'll have
to take it from there.

Oh!

What about Jennifer?
Counseling helping her?

At least she understands now

that her mother's death
wasn't her fault.

She isn't guilty of anything.

I'll catch you later, MacGyver.

You know, I finally
got you figured out.

Why you're always
on the brink of disaster.

Yeah? What's the
conclusion, doc?

Well, part of you
is still trying

to stop your dad and grandma
from dying in that car accident.

And another part of you is
still trying to get home in time

to say goodbye to your mom.

Those things weren't your fault,
MacGyver.

The first step's realizing that.

Maybe so.

Bye, MacGyver.

See you around, Jennifer.

You need help?

Call National Runaway
Switchboard: 1-800-621-4000.

[THEME SONG PLAYING]

[WIND WHISTLING]

[ENGINE SPUTTERING]

[ENGINE SPUTTERING]

[ENGINE WHINING]

[CLANKING]

[WIND WHISTLING]

MacGYVER:
I was ready for a lazy week

of serious scuba diving
off the Grand Keys.

A Spanish galleon
loaded with treasure

had gone down
over four centuries ago,

and I was going to spend
my vacation looking for it.

But... Pete Thornton
had another idea.

It also involved
treasure hunting,

but he told me I could leave
my Hawaiian shirt at home.

The Phoenix Foundation
had assigned me to lead

a US-Soviet expedition
to recover

over $100 million worth
of Russian gold.

It had gone down
with a military cargo plane

in the last days
of World War II.

The only American
among the Russian crew

was also the plane's
only survivor --

a young navigator named
Lieutenant Turk West.

Colonel Turk West,
Mr. MacGyver.

Hey, colonel.

The gear has
already been loaded.

Thanks.

How much did your man Thornton

brief you on our mission?

He told me
the Air Force satellite

spotted the location
of your plane.

Not the Air Force,
MacGyver. Me.

I even stayed in the Reserves

so I could keep searching
for that plane.

And now after all my effort,

Uncle Sam isn't gonna
get the gold.

The Russkies are.

Well, they paid
the 12 million they owed.

It belongs to them.

If I had my way, I'd give it all
to the Afghan Freedom Fighters.

They could use that hundred
million that bullion's worth now.

So could the Russians,
for earthquake relief.

If you buy that line,
you believe in the tooth fairy.

Well, here come the Russians.

- Allow me.
- Thank you.

Mr. MacGyver.

I am Air Marshal Barinov.

And it's a very great
pleasure to meet you.

Yeah, it's good
to meet you too, general.

Hello, MacGyver.

You look the same.

Somebody obviously
forgot to tell me

you were assigned
to the expedition.

I'm surprised.

This is my project.

I requested you.

MacGyver, it's been five years.

You don't seem pleased
to see me again.

You're right. I'm not.

This way, sir.

Colonel West, the years
have treated you well.

Well, if you insist
on military protocol,

you'll find your arm
getting very tired.

Sorry, general,
once I serve under a man,

it's hard to forget.

Even after 45 years?

That's one flight
I'll always remember.

I know what you mean.

Of the hundreds of missions that
I was in charge of during the war,

that one haunts me, too.

This is Dr. Natalia Velskaya,
Ministry of Economics.

Oh, yes, the keeper of the gold.

These are the latest
enhanced satellite photos.

According to our experts,

this bright spot here is
the tail section of the plane.

Why, after all these years,
does it only show up now?

The Arctic wind
patterns shifted.

Instead of keeping the
plane buried, it's exposed it,

temporarily.

How temporary?

Very.

We got a storm brewing.

Once it hits,
we'd be lucky to get out.

My government's offer of a
transport helicopter still stands.

It could be here tomorrow.

Yeah, so could the storm.

Load up.
We leave in an hour.

NATALIA:
Why are we stopping?

We're losing our trail.

I better check it out.

I have read your
official report, colonel,

but it does not
tell me everything.

How bad was the storm?

It was terrible.

We were fighting
80-mile-an-hour headwinds

trying to stay on course.

We'd used up
almost all our fuel.

I wanted to find
a place to set down,

but Captain Orbensky
thought he could make it.

And then our #1 engine
caught fire.

That's when he ordered me
to bail out.

He said he wanted
at least one survivor

to organize a rescue mission.

He was wrong, you know.

I could have found
a place to land,

in spite of the one bad engine.

Is there anything
I can do to help you?

Yeah, stay out of my way.

MacGyver, why don't you...
lighten up?

I'm not Mata Hari.

All right.

Maybe you can tell me
exactly why you're here.

I'm trying to make a difference.

I have seen the faces
of the children in Armenia.

No food, no homes.

Recovering this gold
is important to them.

And to me.

You know, you gushed just
like that back in Helsinki.

What was it? Something
about your uncle trying to defect

and needing my help?

That was five years ago,
MacGyver.

I had no choice. Not then.

Why should I believe you now?

Because times have changed.

And because it is the truth.

BARINOV:
That's it.

That's the plane.

After all these years.

I never thought...

What kind of scanner is it?

Ultrasound.

It's a prototype developed
by the Phoenix Foundation.

Well, the fuselage is intact.

The pilot put it down
in one piece.

Cargo door seems to be missing.

That's how we'll get in.

But how?

Oh.

That'll do it.

45 years...

My men are not here.

Well, that means
they survived the crash.

WEST:
One bar?

There were over 500 bars
of gold in this crate.

Where's the rest of it?

Where's the rest of it?

A ghost plane
and one bar of gold.

Not much for thousands of
starving people, is it?

Well, the crew couldn't have
moved that much gold very far,

so there's a chance
we'll still find it.

That is what I've always
admired about you.

The way you...

never let go
of something worthwhile.

MacGyver...

please, I would like
to clear the air.

What happened with us
in Helsinki.

My uncle was planning to defect,

but the KGB found out.

They threatened
to put him in prison

if I didn't help them obtain
those papers you were carrying.

All these years
I have wanted to apologize.

That is why I asked for you
on this project.

Okay.

Apology accepted.

Thank you.

Here, let me help you with that.

[GRUNTS]

Looks like those boys were
carrying more than just gold.

[BOTH LAUGHING]

Some memories this brings back.

- Oh...
- [LAUGHS]

Here, you try.

What you Americans
call "white thunder."

Ah. White lightning.

150-proof alcohol.

Oh, that's right, MacGyver.
You don't drink.

The crews on these flights

were supplying one another

with rations of
hard-to-come-by items,

and this lightning

would likely be traded for
American cigarettes or nylons.

How strange things were then.

Things are kind of strange
right now.

With a cargo door missing,

an entire crew,
500 bars of gold?

Where can they be?

Maybe the plane can tell us.

Well, it looks like
they had fuel.

How do you know?

Oh, the gauge
is frozen at its last reading.

See if you can find
the pilot's log.

It might give us
an answer or two.

Colonel...

MacGyver has discovered
something interesting.

Really? What?

The fuel gauge is
stuck at half full.

What do you make of that?

I don't know.

Could be a blocked fuel line.

I, uh...

I think
I'll take this outside, sir.

[WIND WHISTLING]

I could use an interpreter here.

NATALIE:
"Contents classified, secret.

To be opened only by
authorized U.S. military personnel."

MacGYVER:
It's a Dictaphone.

The manifest listed a
box of transcriptions.

According to what I read,
they would record interrogations

of high-ranking German prisoners

and send them
to Washington for study.

MacGYVER: These old recording
cylinders are pretty fragile.

I don't think they'd keep one
on the spindle to transport it.

It could mean that the crew made
a recording after they crashed.

Could be right, doctor.

Natalie. Please.

Well, it looks like
they had it rigged

to the plane's
electrical system.

So how do we listen to it?

That's a good question.

[WIND WHISTLING]

That looks great, MacGyver,
but how do we amplify it?

Give me your bear.

My Mischa?

He's my good luck, MacGyver.

Be careful.

Sorry.

NATALIE:
All for a good cause.

Let's hope we get lucky, huh?

[WIND WHISTLING]

[YELLS] You sabotaged
that flight, West!

Because of your greed,

two good men died.

Let the past die with them.

You don't have to add
new blood to old.

You're a soldier,

not a murderer!

- Give it up!
- I can't!

Almost every day of my life,
I've thought about that gold.

I failed the first time.

I won't today.

It's going to be mine.

All mine!

[BOTH GRUNT]

[BOTH GRUNTING]

[GRUNTING CONTINUES]

[GROANING]

[GRUNTS]

All right, hold it steady.

MAN [STATICKY, GARBLED]:
It is December 2, 1944.

Hello, Comrade West.

This message is from your crew.

We found the timing device
you made to shut off the petrol.

And we have prepared
for your return.

You can find us
and your treasure by locating

the coordinates
on the back of the gold bar.

[GARBLED]
We will wait for you,

Lieutenant West.

[ENGINE STARTING]

West.

[SNOW CRUNCHING]

How did West think he could
succeed at such a plot?

He was the navigator.

[GRUNTING]

All he had to do
was pick a point

where he wanted
the plane to crash,

and estimate the flying time
it would take to get there.

Then it was just a matter

of rigging the fuel system
with a timer.

He bails out
and the plane goes down.

Yeah, except the storm threw
the plane off course.

This is not working.

[SPEAKS RUSSIAN]

We are done for.

I remember you don't drink,
but somehow,

this seems
like a good time to start.

MacGyver, that much
will finish you off.

You have an idea.

Yeah.

Grab the sleeping bags.

[AIR HISSES]

Uh, take one of the strings
off that and soak it in alcohol.

Here.

Keep that coming.

[SPEAKS RUSSIAN]

Cheers.

Got a light?

The Helsinki Ambassador Hotel.

Where we met.

Glad you're sentimental.

Let's go!

What if it doesn't work?

It worked.

[WIND WHISTLING]

[NATALIE COUGHS]

Now, West -- how do we find him?

We'll follow the cat tracks.

Oh, Sergei,

you deserve better than this.

You devoted your life
to your country, Sergei.

We will find the gold.

The children...

the families who benefit
will know your part in this.

That is how
you will be remembered.

I promise you that.

Come on, Natalie.
Let's go.

[CHUCKLES]

Nice try, captain.

You had me going there
for a minute.

[CREAKING]

[SCREAMING]

Oh!

What?

Oh.

Blood.

Well, what do you know?

Just when I thought
my number was up,

who comes along but MacGyver

and Dr. Commie.

My luck's holding up, isn't it?

But yours is running out.

Hey, come on.
Use your head.

You can't get all that gold
out of here on your own.

You need our help. You think
this is the only booby-trap?

No, I don't.

That's why I'm going
to use you as my shields.

Now the first thing
you can do...

is get that thing out of my way.

You, too. Come on.

Leave her out of it, huh?

Give me a break, MacGyver.

You think it's gonna upset me
to waste one more Red?

Let's go.

Come on.

[CREAKING]

Okay, get through there, doctor.
Come on.

Okay, come on.

All right, get back now.

Stand clear.

The pack, MacGyver.

And go real easy.

Whoa.

You I need, MacGyver.

She's expendable.

Ladies first.

Come on.

[WIND HOWLS]

MacGYVER:
Natalie, hold it!

[GASPS]

Well...

from the corrosion, I'd say that
bottle was filled with battery acid.

The other one's probably filled
with high aviation fuel.

Smash the two together,
the fumes mix, and boom.

The whole place comes down.

Well, I've got to hand it
to Captain Orbensky.

At least he figured
if I got past that prop,

I wouldn't notice
this little welcome sign.

Well...
[PANTING]

...what are we going
to do about it?

There's no way of knowing
how those bottles are connected.

The best thing to do
with a booby trap you find

is just leave it alone.

Heh, heh.

You know the drill.

Move.

WEST:
There it is!

So that's how they got it here.

On the cargo door.

NATALIE:
Where is the light coming from?

Oh...

we must be near the surface.

It is beautiful.

For a tomb.

Enjoy it, Doctor.

It's gonna be your tomb.

Okay, move it.

Whoa! Hold it.

Uh, MacGyver and I are
going to wait back here,

aren't we, MacGyver?

Go on. Go on!

MacGyver!

Natalie, don't move.
Just freeze.

I am already frozen.

[CHIPPING ICE]

Natalie... whatever you do,
don't shift your weight.

This thing's rigged
like a Bouncing Betty.

A what?

A mine.

When your foot comes up...
it goes off.

What's it rigged to?

There's no way of knowing.
Maybe those jars back there.

Hold it, just a minute.
Where do you think you're going?

I'm gonna weigh the
springs down with gold.

Oh, no, you don't.

Hey, nobody's touching
that gold.

Every brick of that
goes out of here with me.

You got a better idea?

Yeah. Disarm it.

- All right, give me your pack.
- What for?

You want to get out of here?
Give me the pack.

Okay.

MacGyver, he's going
to kill us anyway.

If I can't bring this gold
to my people,

then I believe
the next best thing

is to just step off
and take him with us.

What do you think?

I think you shouldn't go
Russian on me just yet.

What do you mean, "Russian"?

You know, heroic, fatalistic...

Russian.

Oh, that Russian.

Natalie, I don't think you should
be considering breathing just now.

All right...

nice and slowly...

take a step back.

Thanks for your help, MacGyver.

I'll never forget it.

You pig! I should have done it,
I should have stepped off!

MacGyver, here...

take my hands.

Reach...

Come on. Yes.

Yes.
[GROANS]

No!

It's my gold.

All mine.

Please.

I beat you!

I won.

I won!

[CLICKS]

[SCREAMS]

[RUMBLING]

That's it.

[RUMBLING]

Yes...

- We got to get out of here.
- How?

Same way the gold got in.

MacGYVER:
Jump!

[CRASH]

[RUMBLING]

Thank you.

Oh, I never thought
I would be warm again.

At least I know the gold is
finally going to do some good.

My only regret
is that General Barinov

is not here to see it.

Well, he lived
his life as a hero.

Seems he died the same way.

Why, MacGyver, you're
beginning to sound Russian.

What do you mean, "Russian"?

You know...
poetic, philosophical...

Russian.

[DOOR OPENS]

[SIGHS]

Ooh! Ooh.

Brr...

Great timing, Pete.

Yeah.

I just beat the storm.

Oh...

Well, I got here as soon
as I heard there was trouble.

Well, who could have guessed a
career officer like West going bad?

You two look like you were
in the middle of something.

Don't let me stop you.

No, no, that's okay, Pete.

I was just working
on my Russian.

But I think the lesson is over.

Only for now.

[THEME SONG PLAYING]

MacGYVER: When Pete Thornton
established a stress relief program

for Phoenix Foundation
employees,

I thought it was
a pretty good idea.

The four men I was gonna meet
worked in high-pressure

Phoenix positions
throughout the country.

My job was to take them over
Mount Cascade on a five-day hike.

They'd have a chance to blow
off some steam

and just forget
about their jobs.

And me?

Well, it was just
something I liked to do.

[COUNTRY MUSIC
PLAYING OVER RADIO]

[ENGINE IDLING]

[MUSIC CONTINUES OVER RADIO]

[GUNSHOT]

RADIO ANNOUNCER: And now
for the weekend news in brief,

followed by sports and weather.

Locally, Sheriff's authorities
report that a bus

transferring prisoners
from the county jail

to the maximum security state
prison at Mount Cascade

ran off the highway
early this morning

facilitating the escape
of 12 prisoners

while six others remained at
the scene seriously injured.

Two guards were murdered
during the escape.

It is presumed that at least
two of the prisoners

have armed themselves
with the guards' weapons.

Prison authorities
have not yet confirmed

the identities of
the escaped men,

and it has not been determined

if the prisoners had
outside help during the escape.

Roadblocks are now established
on the Cascade Pass

in hopes of containing
the escaped prisoners

before they reach
more populated areas.

Sheriff Max Hubbard of the Mount
Cascade Sheriff's Department

has established a command post
at the prison bus accident site.

Hubbard is confident that
his department's response,

using key road blocks
and search teams,

has contained
the escaped inmates

within the Mount Cascade Range.

MAN:
Hey, fellow woodsmen.

MAN 2:
Speak for yourself.

The closest I get to nature is
the rubber plants in my office.

MAN 3:
Boy, no smog.

This'll be great!

MAN 4:
Better be.

I left a week's paperwork
stacked on my desk for this.

Welcome, gentlemen.
Glad you could all make it.

My name's MacGyver.

Do we have a, uh,
Henry Colter here?

Yo.

This is beautiful.
I'm really glad to be here.

How about a Dr. Fred Beam?

Yeah. That's me.

Uh, Tony Parisio.

I'm with, uh,
research and development

at the Electronics
Engineering Division.

Tony, we don't want
to hear about it.

The point of this program is for
you guys to learn how to relax.

So for the next five days,
let's all do our best to forget

the Phoenix Foundation
even exists, all right?

What foundation?
I've forgotten already.

Charles Larrabee.
Call me Chuck.

All right, Chuck.

Uh, Colter. Colter.
That name seems familiar.

Have we met before?

No, I don't think we have.

Well, you may not
know each other,

but you all
have one thing in common.

It's what is referred
to as The Invisible Killer,

or job-related stress.

Oh, it's a killer all right.
I've got an ulcer to prove it.

Yeah, well,
this program is designed

to combat tension
with physical exercise

and a change of atmosphere.

So, with that in mind...

we start with...

with a quick and easy
four-mile hike to Cascade River,

where we'll cross the
suspension bridge here

and make camp
right there the first night.

I'll brief you on each of the
next four days as we go along.

Any questions?

Yeah.
What's for dinner?

A gourmet selection of the finest
freeze-dried food known to man.

Now, why don't you all grab
your stuff and we'll get going --

and remember --
you're here to relax.

Let's go.

[INDISTINCT TALKING]

Hey, whoa, whoa, whoa!

This is, uh, the point man
forgetting the map?

That's not a good sign.

I'm tensing up.

I know where we're going.
Trust me.

Yeah? Well, uh, I'm
gonna bring this along.

Just in case something
happens to you.

Come on, throw it harder.

Oh, great, Melissa.

Dad...

Dad!

What's the problem?

This pack is very uncomfortable.

It's no wonder --
it's riding way too high.

[GROANS]

Whoever wore this before
you was a lot smaller.

My son. Thanks.

[GROANS]

Hey, Chuck, what are you doing?

I'm gonna give
my feet a breather.

Oh, don't take your boots off.

Your feet'll swell, you'll never
get them back on again.

Well, I guess I'll just
have to get used to 'em.

[INDISTINCT DISCUSSION]

[DOOR OPENING]

Sheriff Hubbard,
this is Pete Thornton.

From the Phoenix Foundation.
We spoke on the phone.

Right. Max Hubbard.
Thanks for coming.

So, look, uh, we've
established road blocks

here, here and here.

We're concentrating
the search in this grid.

The body was found here.

N.C.I.C. identified him
as one of your employees.

Yeah, well, he was headed to meet
MacGyver at a base camp... here.

Part of the Stress Relief Program
I told you about.

Yeah, well, stress isn't what
killed him, Mr. Thornton.

A bullet did.

Hang on a second, Colter.

Take a break, gents.

[WINDED]
Yeah.

You got to stop and smell
the roses once in a while.

Ranunculus.

That looks like
a buttercup to me.

Ranunculus.

Ranunculus is Latin
for buttercup.

Basta.

"Basta" is Italian,

for enough already
with the biology lesson.

COLTER:
Botany.

Botany, my friend.

Huh.

[STATIC HISSES]

Shut that thing off, will you?

PARISIO: I'm just trying
to find the ball game.

I got a paycheck
riding on the Lakers.

RADIO ANNOUNCER:
Authorities report that a prison bus

transferring inmates to a
maximum security facility

at Mount Cascade...

I said, shut that
stupid thing off.

...a search of the area is now
underway and expected...

Hey! Hey!

Hey, you're wrapped a little
tight there, aren't you, doc?

Maybe I am.

I'm sorry.

I got a lot on my mind.

We all do, right?

It's part of the reason
we're up here.

Why don't we just forget
about the radio?

Maybe... tune in to what
we have up here, huh?

Come on, gents, let's move out.

See something?

Uh, no. No, just, uh...

making sure a bear doesn't have us
on his lunch menu, that's all.

Ho, ho, ho...

LARRABEE: The brochure said this
was going to be a stress-free weekend.

Oh, come on, Chuck.

You're not afraid
of falling, are you?

Oh, no. It's the sudden stop
at the bottom that worries me.

I came up here
to get rid of my stress,

not my acrophobia.

- I can't do this.
- You can do it.

Just keep moving.
Don't look down.

Just keep moving.

Don't look down.

COLTER:
Come on, Chuck.

Piece of cake.

Come on.

Oh...

[GASPS]

MacGYVER:
It's okay, Chuck.

You're okay.

Just get to your feet,
nice and slow.

Don't look down.

Look at the bridge.

Don't look down!

COLTER:
You can do it, Chuck.

Chuck, don't panic.

Just take it easy.

Stay away!

Stay away from me!

All right, take it easy.
Let me help you.

I'm going to fall.

I know I'm going to fall!

You're not going to fall.

Just hang on.

COLTER:
Chuck...

come on!

Just take it easy, Chuck.

Hang on.

Let go of me!

Take my pack.

Hang on, I'm coming.

You're going to be all right, Chuck,
it's going to be all right.

Get away from me!

COLTER:
Take it easy, Chuck.

I just want to get past you.

Okay, I got you.

Hang on.

Just a little more.

Thanks.

No problem.

Chuck! Come on, you
got to walk off the bridge.

Get away from me!

Stand up, Chuck.
Come on, stand up!

Look at me, Chuck!

Come on.

I used to be a lifeguard.

Right here.

He'll be all right.

You didn't have to hit him.

I didn't see you coming up
with any better ideas.

Somebody had to do
something, doc.

If MacGyver had fallen, we never
would have gotten out of these woods.

I, uh...

I think I owe
you guys an apology.

Aw, it's no problem.

I do have one question, though.

Acrophobia wasn't on your
application for this program.

You hiding anything else?

Just my pride.

Come on. Let's go.

THORNTON:
Listen, Sheriff, all I'm asking

is that you send someone up
to check out the base camp

that our group started from.

I am up to my neck in
alligators already, Mr. Thornton.

Unit Two is on the south side
of Boneyard Meadow.

They have two
of the prisoners in custody.

I.D.'s?

Not yet, but they just heard from
Unit 12 up by Mosquito Creek.

They got a report of a man
running across the highway.

- Description?
- No, sir.

Figures.

All right, uh, radio 16
to check it out.

Right.

One of our men has
already been murdered.

His car is missing.

And it hasn't turned up
at any of your roadblocks.

Now, doesn't that
tell you something?

Yes, it does.

But right at this minute,
checking out that base camp

is not real high on my list
of priorities, Mr. Thornton.

Well, so tell me, how do
I get it high on your list?

By having a little patience.

Come on, we'll get to it.

It's the county supervisor.

He wants to know why you don't
have the helicopter on the search.

All right, I'll go up there
by myself if I have to.

I'm going up by myself.

Walker, will you take Mr. Thornton
back to his base camp

and see that he
doesn't get lost?

- Thank you.
- You're welcome.

Yes, Mr. Supervisor.

Feeling okay?

Tender jaw,

bruised ego,

but definitely an improvement
in the stress department.

Good.

Boy, look at this.

There's not another soul around
for miles.

Hello!

[ECHOING]

Hey, is that really necessary?

Hey, lighten up, doc.

I am missing the ball game.

I got a right to
blow off some steam.

What's your excuse?

You know, one these days,
you're gonna wake up dead

if you don't learn to relax.

Hold it!
Right there!

Who are you?

Uh...

we're on a wilderness
retreat program

from the Phoenix Foundation.

Show me some I.D.

You all work
for this foundation?

Yeah, that's right.

And since when
does the Forestry Service, uh,

stop tourists at gunpoint?

A busload of prisoners escaped
this morning.

I'm just being cautious.

Where'd that happen?

Cascade Pass.

Prison bus crashed
off the highway.

Radio said some of the escapees
may be headed into these mountains.

[LAUGHS]

You don't actually think
we look like convicts?

WOMAN:
You tell me.

What's a convict look like?

Uh...

[LAUGHTER]

Well, actually,
we look pretty bad.

[LAUGHTER]

Do you think we could, uh...

put our hands down now?

Yeah.

Of course.

Uh, how about a cup of coffee
up at the fire lookout?

View's unbeatable.

Huh?

Might be the last decent cup
you have in a week.

Well, in that case...

Come on.

- Look at this.
- What?

Looks like someone
had a haircut.

Yeah, maybe a convict
who altered his appearance.

I'll bet anything
he's passed himself off

as one of the Phoenix
stress group.

But how could he do that?

Because none
of those men know each other.

It's part of the program.

Here.

He could have read about it.

It's in the brochure.

One of these convicts is up there
with MacGyver and the others.

Well, thanks for the coffee.

It was a nice break
for those guys.

Hey, I enjoy some
friendly company,

especially after
that news broadcast.

Yeah, they didn't give
any specific descriptions

of the convicts, did they?

No. Why?

Well, in case we run
across anybody on the trail.

Hey, you were right.

The view up here is fantastic.

Chuck, are you sure
you should be up here?

I mean, none of is in the mood
for a repeat performance.

20 feet and a solid floor,
I can handle.

Yeah?

What if the whole place
starts to shake?

You know, like...

- [LAUGHS]
- Stop that.

[LAUGHING]

Knock it off, will you, Parisio, huh?

All right.

- Which one of you guys is it?
- Is what?

The escaped convict.

- I thought it was you.
- PARISIO: Well, it could be.

You better keep an eye on me.

So, Chucky, did see any, uh,

bloodhounds out there
on the trail?

Oh...

It was a joke.
It was a joke!

Yeah, and maybe
you were in prison

for having a lousy
sense of humor.

So, what is that, a...
capital offense?

[CHUCKLES]

[DOOR CLOSES]

You coming back this way
on your return trip?

No. Actually, we're
being picked up

on the other side of the pass.

MacGYVER:
That's a whistle.

I just figured that out.

Yeah, it's a birdcall.

Clever, huh?

[WHISTLES BIRDCALL]

[LAUGHS]

My dad used to make stuff
like this for me on camping trips.

In fact, we used
to come up here a lot.

Well, I can understand that.

That why you're in
this line of work?

Six months ago,
I was a secretary in the city.

Now, I'm recovering
from a divorce,

and somehow, this seemed
like the best place to do it.

Somehow I think you're right.

MacGyver,

how far is our camp from here?

A couple of miles.
We should get moving.

It was nice meeting you,
MacGyver.

There.

What's this for?

If you get lonely, you can whistle up
a bird or two for company.

- Thanks.
- You're welcome.

Oh, listen,
if you guys run short of time,

there's another trail
through the pass.

It's a little tougher,
but it's shorter.

I don't think these
guys need tougher.

- [LAUGHTER]
- That's for sure.

Stop back
if you're in the neighborhood.

Well, somebody made sure
they weren't going to be followed.

The cables have been dropped
on the other side.

There's a fire lookout
up near Morgan Pass.

If there's someone there,
we can radio and warn them.

Well, let's do it.

Fiddlehead?

No, thanks.

Colter, how'd you get hooked
up with this program?

I read the brochure.

Botany your specialty
at the foundation?

Mmm-hmm.

Hey, hey, hey, Colter!
Henry Colter.

I knew that name was familiar.

Yeah, we talk all the
time on the fax machine.

I do the accounts
for your department.

Chuck, Chuck Larrabee!
Oh, right, right.

Yeah, yeah, hi.

Hey, don't tell anybody,

but your department is in
for some budget cuts.

Budget cuts.

Just what the doctor ordered --

another case of anxiety.

[SIGHS]

How's your back feeling?

My back? Fine.

Where'd you learn how to
field strip a cigarette like that?

You mean, have I been in prison?

I learned it in the Marines,
not jail.

You starting to think
one of us is a convict?

Well, now, the thought had
crossed my mind just a little.

Mine, too.

After all, none of us
know each other, do we?

I'm not your killer, MacGyver.

Who said anything about killing?

I assume that's what happened
during the escape.

Listen, if you want to point fingers,
what about Tony over there?

He's been keeping
tabs on the radio

and acts like he's got eyes
in the back of his head.

He seems a more likely
candidate, right, Tony?

Candidate for what?

One of the escaped convicts.

MacGyver's getting curious.

Like, maybe that cut on your head
came from the bus wreck, huh?

All right, guys...

I confess, I...

I cut my head during the escape.

It was the same time
Larrabee broke his glasses.

[LAUGHS]

[LAUGHS]

That's not funny, Tony.

What if one of us is a con?

How would we know?

Maybe there's a description
on the radio by now.

The radio's dead.

Guess it's broken.

You girls can worry
about who's who.

I'm beat.

Good night.

Here, maybe I can fix that.

Oh, I don't think so.

One of the batteries is missing.

Good night.

So, I guess we're all
just gonna have to, uh...

go to sleep
and, uh, trust each other.

Good night.

I think I'll get my book and
read by the fire for a while.

Don't forget to douse the fire
when you're through.

Good night.

[UNZIPPING]

- Morning.
- Morning.

[GRUNTS]

Rise and shine, guys,
rise and shine.

[GRUNTING]

How'd you sleep?

Oh, like a baby.

You know, I feel better
than I have in years.

- How about a cup of coffee?
- Sure.

There you are.

Wow! Who made that?

MacGyver.

It's Beam.

I think he's dead.

Where's Colter?

- Uh, I haven't seen him.
- He's gone.

Colter did it.

He did it.

Why would he kill Beam?

PARISIO:
Why?

'Cause Colter's a phony.
He's the escaped convict.

LARRABEE: Yeah, I figured
that part out myself, Tony,

but why would he kill just
Dr. Beam and not all of us?

Who made the coffee
this morning?

- Uh, not me.
- Not me, either.

What is it?

Holly berries.

That much would have killed
all of us.

Well... why would he
want to kill all of us?

I mean, especially you,
MacGyver.

You're the only one who can
lead him out of these mountains.

No, I'm not.

Mr. Thornton, we finally made
contact with the fire lookout.

Well, what took so long?

The lookout says the fuse
was missing from her radio.

Missing? What do
you mean, missing?

Gone. She had to improvise
a replacement.

HUBBARD [OVER RADIO]:
Now, listen carefully, Liz.

We're going to give you the
descriptions of some escaped convicts.

One of them might have
infiltrated the Phoenix party.

That party came
through here yesterday.

Can she get a message to them?

Liz, can you contact
the Phoenix party?

It depends on how much progress
they've made -- maybe.

All right, now, you're to give
this information only to the leader.

MacGyver.

HUBBARD:
His name's MacGyver.

Right. Go ahead.

HUBBARD:
All right. Theodore Nestor,

six feet, 200 pounds,

red hair, receding hairline.

No, he wasn't with them.

Mark Fulton, six feet, muscular,

long brown hair that may have
been cut recently, blue eyes.

Now Liz, he may be going by
the name of a Phoenix employee.

Henry Colter.

[SCREAMING]

- Liz?
- [RADIO STATIC]

Liz!

So much for radioing for help.

I'm going after them.
Liz mentioned a shortcut.

I think Colter's tough
enough to make it. Here.

How are we going to get out of here?

You're not!
You're gonna stay here and wait.

Try and fix that radio.

Can you fix it?

Maybe.

Maybe. Good. Great.

Some stress-free
week in the woods.

- No, keep moving.
- [PANTING]

Move!

[GRUNTS]

Chuck, I owe you an apology.

What for?

I thought if anybody was a con,
it was you.

Me?

Why?

'Cause you were playing
with my radio

after Beam knocked it
out of my hands.

I thought maybe you took
one of the batteries

to keep us from hearing a
description of the escaped convicts.

[BOTH LAUGHING]

Yeah?

Well, thanks for the vote
of confidence.

I think the world of you, too.

- [CHUCKLES]
- Hey, how's it coming?

Pretty good, pretty good.

Couple more connections,
we ought to be able to send a message.

Good.

[TRILLED WHISTLE]

[LAUGHS]

It's just a bird, sweetheart.

No help.

They're all dead.

It's just you and me.

If you touch me,

I'll lead you in circles
until we're both dead.

Which way?

Over here.

[FOLIAGE RUSTLING]

[BIRDS SINGING]

[GRUNTING]

[GRUNTS]

You okay?

Yeah. Fine.

I just knew it was you.

Oh, yeah.

[PANTING]

I got lonely.

Yeah.

[BIRDS SINGING]

What do you have?

20 years service

with the Phoenix Foundation.

Oh, my God.

He's one of yours.

He's supposed to be
on the hike with MacGyver.

Then that must mean...

There are two cons up there
with them.

Both killers.

Man, oh, man.

- You did it.
- Here, here.

Is this thing loaded?

LIZ:
Yeah.

Where's Tony?

I don't know.
I was just looking for him.

He came out here a
couple of minutes ago.

He fix the radio?

Yeah, he said it's
all ready to go.

All right, keep him covered.

You make a lousy cup of coffee.
You know that?

[HIGH-PITCHED FREQUENCY]

WOMAN [OVER RADIO]:
Unit 14, show me Code Six at...

It's working.

Yeah, it's receiving.

But we need a
microphone to transmit.

And it's been cut.

That's strange.
Colter didn't do that.

Who did?

Where's the radio expert,
Parisio?

He took a walk in the woods.

He won't be coming back.

What are you gonna do now,
kill me, too?

I got good reason to.

You tried to kill me
with that coffee.

It wouldn't have killed you.

It just would have put you
to sleep for a while.

Come on, Frank.
We made it this far.

Listen, give me that gun.

I'll get rid of MacGyver,
I'll get the girl, too.

I'll get us both out of here.
Now, come on, give me the gun.

I got a better idea.

How about if I just
keep the gun,

and handle this myself?

Here, get rid of these.
Come on. Come on!

Ease up.

Stay away from the windows.

- What's going on?
- Larrabee just let Colter go.

He's an escaped con, too?

They'll kill us!

Not both of us.

They still need one of us
to guide 'em out of here.

Take the lenses off
that telescope.

[AIR HISSING]

How's a telescope
gonna stop them?

Well, if it works, you'll see. If not...

[SHOUTING]
MacGyver!

Send the girl out!

[GUNSHOT, GLASS BREAKING]

Here.

That's great.

Now, I'll need some grease,
and something that stings,

like, uh, iodine
or rubbing alcohol.

Vinegar. Pepper.

Perfect.

Both.

Right... I guess.

LARRABEE [SHOUTING]:
I don't want to come up after you,

but I will if I have to.

This is your last warning!

[CHAMBERS BULLET]

[GUNSHOT, GLASS BREAKING]

Perfect.

Now, smear some grease
in the telescope.

LARRABEE: Make it easy
on everyone, MacGyver.

Now, send her out!

Frank!

[WHISPERING]
Listen, you keep talking.

Give me the gun, I'll go up.

I'll go.

I'm not giving up the gun
so you can shoot me in the back.

Frank!

Don't hurt that girl.
We need her.

All right, he should
come through that door.

Let's get down.

[GUNSHOT]

[GUNSHOT]

[DOOR CREAKING]

[GLASS BREAKING]

On your feet, both of you!

I got 'em.

[YELLING]

[THUDDING]
LARRABEE: My leg!

Oh!

[WHIMPERS]

That's one down.

MacGyver...

we use this
for hauling up supplies.

Maybe we can get out this way.

Yeah, maybe we can.

[GROANS]

Well, so much for
your better idea.

I'll get him.

How am I gonna get out of here?

My leg is broken!

[YELLS]
I can't move.

Uh, you got a problem,
don't you?

Hey! Hey!

Going down?

[CREAKING]

[GRUNTING]

[GROANING]

[PANTING]

All right.

Bagged him.

LIZ:
Well,

I thought my whistle was clever.

That's right.

All the prisoners have been
returned to custody.

No, uh... no thanks necessary,
Mr. Supervisor.

Well...

the next time something
like this happens,

we'll have more men
and better equipment.

Hey, Pete?

You think the Phoenix board
will keep the program going?

Well, I'm gonna recommend
that they do.

Listen, you can't live your life
waiting around in fear

for the next prison break
to happen.

In fact, I'm gonna do
everything I can

to get the program renamed.

To honor those men who died.

You make sure
you tell your people

that if MacGyver
hadn't been here,

there still might be
a couple killers on the loose.

Listen, right now, I'm just glad
the whole thing is over.

Yeah.

Sheriff, your wife's
on the phone.

She wants to know
when you're coming home.

Your twins have the measles.

MacGyver, when is your program
starting up again?

[LAUGHING]

[THEME SONG PLAYING]

Mr. Thornton should've been here
an hour ago.

Vice President Mantu
is asking where he is.

Uh, Miss Hendrix,

I'm sure he just got
hung up somewhere.

That's no excuse
to insult foreign dignitaries.

I don't look upon it as ins...

See?

[HELICOPTER APPROACHING]

Sorry I'm late.

Looks like I'm right on time.

Just.

Miss Hendrix.
Very efficient.

Chopper's coming.

Everybody ready?
We're feeding live.

ENGINEER:
All right, stand by.

In five, four, three, two...

I'm Janet Blake, coming to you live
from the Municipal Helipad,

where we're awaiting the arrival
of President Abu Dakru,

of the African nation
of Kimbala,

on this, the last leg
of his state visit.

BLAKE:
This has been a whirlwind tour

for the popular African leader.

It began in New York,
with a speech

before the United Nations
General Assembly.

Then on to Washington, where
he received a standing ovation

at the Convention
on Human Rights

for his support for peacekeeping
efforts in East Africa.

Later, during a state dinner
at the White House,

President Dakru pledged to
strengthen Kimbala's trade ties

with America
and its western allies.

He was praised
by our own president,

who said Kimbala is a cornerstone
for peace and democracy

in that politically
turbulent region.

President Dakru will
wind up his state visit

with a gala banquet
tomorrow night,

during which he will present
medals to two American citizens.

Kimbala's rich oil fields
and political stability

make it one of the strongest
trade allies

the U.S. has in East Africa.

President Dakru is making
his first visit here

to thank the U.S. for developing
a major irrigation project

to combat the crippling drought
that struck Kimbala last year.

Vice President Mantu and his wife
are here to greet him.

The vice president has been
here the last few weeks

negotiating the trade deal
President Dakru will sign

at the end of his trip.

Thanks for covering.

Yeah, what's going on with you?

Helen said she'd been trying
to reach you all weekend.

THORNTON: With all
the security preparations

I had to go through
for this state visit,

I thought I deserved
a couple of days off.

You took a vacation?

Without filing your
itinerary in triplicate?

[CHUCKLES]

Next, you'll tell me
you had a good time.

I found a beautiful
mountain stream.

It was just me and the salmon.

Like a dream come true.

DAKRU:
A pleasure to meet you, sir.

This is Peter Thornton
of the Phoenix Foundation.

My people owe much
to your organization

for the development
of the irrigation project.

We thank you.

We're glad we could help,
Mr. President.

Actually, it was MacGyver here
who discovered the way to divert

the mountain runoff
to the drought area.

Ah, MacGyver, of course.

Our country is greatly
in your debt.

And the pilot
who helped you, too.

Ah, Jack Dalton.

Yeah, couldn't have done it
without him.

I am looking forward to
pinning medals on both of you.

We must be going,
Mr. President.

Will you excuse me?

Certainly.

Couldn't he just
send the medals?

It's the highest honor Kimbala
can award a non-citizen, MacGyver.

I'm grateful --
don't get me wrong --

but formal ceremonies,
speeches, tuxedos...

HENDRIX: It's called protocol,
also known as manners.

I suggest you don't
forget yours tomorrow,

and remind your fly-boy buddy,
Dalton, to do the same.

WOMAN [ECHOING]:
Jack...

Jack Dalton.

We're waiting for you.

Don't be afraid.

Where am I?

[ECHOING]
Through the double doors.

Don't be afraid.

Come, Jack.

Come to me.

WOMAN [ECHOING]:
From the bottom of my heart,

I salute you.

From the bottom of my heart,

I salute you.

From the bottom
of my heart, I salute you.

From the bottom of my...

Hey, pal.

Hey, you.

What's wrong?

[UNINTELLIGIBLE
RADIO TRANSMISSION]

You okay, buddy?

What are you doing out here?

You tell me.

Is this some kind of a joke?

I'm not laughing.

- How did I get here?
- Good question.

Come on over here to the car.

You got anybody I can call?

Friends? Family?

[GRUNTS WITH QUIVER]
I'm staying with a buddy.

His name's MacGyver.

MacGyver, what took you so long?
My feet are freezing.

I got icicle toes.

I called, Mr. MacGyver.

Do you know this man?

Guilty as charged, officer.

I was just cruising by and saw him
wandering around here.

It looked like
he was sleepwalking.

Sleepwalking?

MacGYVER: You mean you've
never walked in your sleep before?

DALTON:
Not a step.

I'm telling you, MacGyver,

I don't remember
walking to that fun park.

MacGYVER: Well, has
anything been bugging you lately?

DALTON:
Not a thing.

Can you believe it, Mac?

All these years of
sleeping like a baby,

and all of a sudden I'm
the Midnight Rambler.

Are you sure you weren't just
coming off a weekend bender?

Drinking?

Moi?

MacGyver, you wound me.

Well, where have you been
the last couple of days?

With her.

Her? Who's her?

We met at Phil's Tux-for-Bux.

I was getting measured
for a penguin suit

for the shindig tomorrow.

What can I say?
It was just me and her.

Like a dream come true.

Does "her" have a name?

Guess so. She never
got around to telling me.

That sounds like true love
to me.

[SIGHS]

Check in next time, will you?

- Where are you going?
- To bed.

You can't leave me
down here on my own.

What if I doze off and my feet
decide to do the walking again?

Sleep in your shoes.

[SIGHS]
How about a life jacket?

In case you haven't checked lately,
this house is a boat.

I could wake up in the ocean.

Or worse, I could not wake up
on the bottom of the ocean.

All right, okay.

You sleep in the bed upstairs.

I'll sleep
on the couch downstairs.

That way if you start roaming,
I can keep an eye on you.

Don't worry about me.

Hey, you mean it?

I really appreciate this.

If there's ever anything
I could...

Jack...

go to bed.

Thanks, Mac.

Night.

MAN [WITH AFRICAN ACCENT]:
I waited until they were both asleep

before returning here.

Are you telling us that
Jack Dalton escaped

from you
by walking in his sleep?

- Yes, sir.
- [GRUNTS]

MS. MANTU:
Thank you, Tabur.

Go back to the houseboat.

Watch them.

Tell us if anything happens.

Yes, madam.

Is that necessary?

Didn't you hear him?

If MacGyver finds out
what happened to Dalton,

we are ruined.

Even if he does,
he cannot stop us.

I have finished the
president's speech.

Read the last line.

"From the bottom of my heart,
I salute you."

When Dakru says those words,
he's a dead man.

I should never have let you
talk me into this.

It's all too risky.

Great leaders take
great risks, my love.

You must have faith.

By this time tomorrow,
I will make you president.

[FOOTSTEPS]

WOMAN [ECHOING]:
Jack...

Jack Dalton.

We're waiting for you...

Don't be afraid.

Through the double doors.

Don't be afraid.

[ECHOING]
Come, Jack.

Come to me.

Through the double doors.

Don't be afraid.

Come, Jack.

Come to me...

DALTON [DREAMLIKE]:
MacGyver.

What are you doing here?

Who's dead?

You killed him.

[GASPS]

[EERIE VOICES SINGING]

Pete!

No, it's not true!

[CREAKING]

Jack.

Wake up, Jack.

MacGyver.

You were walking
in your sleep again.

Oh, what a relief.
Then Pete's not dead?

What?

I was looking at him, Mac,
lying in the coffin, dead as dirt.

Take it easy.
You were just dreaming.

Dream nothing. This was pure,
150-proof nightmare.

That's all it was. It's over.

[SIGHS]

- MacGYVER: Relax.
- Oh.

Let me make some breakfast.

Well, I'm glad you can
shrug it off just like that.

I'm still shaking.

Look at me.
Look at my hands.

How did that get there?

MacGYVER:
Jack...

what's going on?

MacGyver!
MacGyver, wake up!

- What?
- MacGyver!

- What?! What?
- Is it really you this time?

Is it really me?

Jack, settle down.

You're not making any sense.

You're telling me.

I think I'm losing my mind.

I'm hav...
I'm having a problem.

I think
I'm really losing my mind.

MacGYVER [OVER PHONE]:
The police said he was sleepwalking.

He said
he's never done it before.

Mm-hmm.

Yeah. Uh, well I thought
it'd be a good idea

to let a professional
look at him.

MacGYVER:
You can?

Oh, that's great.

Yeah, that's no problem.

All right, we'll see you then.

Doc Beatty says she can see you

at the Phoenix lab
in about an hour.

I don't like it.

I've never been to
a shrink before.

Jack, she's a psychiatrist.

Whatever.

It's all mumbo-jumbo anyway.

Come on. Give it a try.

Maybe she can help you
sort things out.

- Trust me.
- [LAUGHS]

Okay. Just this once.

But no couches
or inkblots, okay?

Right, Jack.
No couches, no inkblots.

[KEYPAD TONES BEEPING]

[PHONE DIALING THROUGH]

Mrs. Mantu.

MRS. MANTU:
Yes, Tabur.

TABUR:
MacGyver is taking him

to a psychiatrist
at the Phoenix Foundation.

- And then what?
- I'm not sure.

Shall I follow them?

No, Tabur, do not follow them.
Return to the hotel.

MacGyver is taking Jack Dalton to
a Phoenix Foundation psychiatrist.

[SCOFFS]

What if this psychiatrist
discovers your programming?

MacGyver could figure
out our entire plan.

Then we will change the plan.

Jack Dalton is not
the only puppet on our string.

[GULLS CAWING]

Jack, seeing a
psychiatrist is no big deal.

Keep your voice down, will you?

It's nothing to be ashamed of.

Just relax and run with it.

[PHONE RINGS]

Let me get that.
I'll be right back.

MAN: Hey, you could tell he
didn't know a leader from a sinker.

MAN 2:
Whoa, these beginners.

MAN: So, he goes on telling me
what kind of bait to use.

Can you believe it?

I tell him, "Look, if you think you
know more about fishing than me,

then from the bottom
of my heart,

- I salute you."
- [LAUGHTER]

MAN 2:
That must have riled him.

MAN 1: Yeah, you know it.
So I told him,

"Why don't you do me a favor
and go stick your head in a bucket?"

Huh? Imagine him,
trying to tell me about fishing.

The biggest catch he ever made
was that rich wife of his.

MacGYVER:
Jack?

You looking for something, son?

MacGYVER:
Jack?

MacGyver.

What happened?

I don't know.

But I think
we better find out soon.

Come on. Let's get you changed.

[GULLS CAWING]

Can you still hear my voice?

Yes.

So, where are you now, Jack?

I'm walking down a long hallway.

DR. BEATTY:
And what do you see?

DALTON:
Double doors.

BEATTY:
Do you open them?

I'm scared.

Don't be afraid, Jack.
Open the doors.

[DOOR CREAKING]

DALTON:
I'm in a room.

BEATTY:
Describe it.

DALTON:
It's big.

Lots of tables.

BEATTY:
Where is the room?

In the moon.

BEATTY:
Look around, Jack.

What else do you see?

My name in gold.

BEATTY:
What happens next?

I'm sitting down.

Where, Jack?

[SHALLOW BREATHING]

I can't remember.

You have to.

Look around and tell me
what you see.

DALTON:
I see a shadow.

MRS. MANTU: From the
bottom of my heart, I salute you.

There's a voice.

What does the voice say?

MRS. MANTU: From the
bottom of my heart, I salute you.

He's holding something.

MRS. MANTU: From the
bottom of my heart, I salute you...

MRS. MANTU:
I salute you, I salute you...

I can't!

MRS. MANTU:
I salute you.

I salute you, I salute you,
I salute you...

Stop. No, I can't.

He's trying to remember, but
his subconscious won't let him.

Listen, Jack.

The nightmare is over.

Good.

I'm going to count to three.

When I get to three,
you will wake up.

You won't remember anything
that we've talked about.

- Do you understand?
- Yes.

One... two..

three.

Hey, doc, how'd I do?

You did fine.

You're a pretty good subject, actually.

Just rest a few minutes.

I'll be back.

Oh, uh, by the way, Jack,

what have you done
in the last few days?

Hmm.

I met the most beautiful lady.

What can I say?

It was just me and her.
Like a dream come true.

[SIGHS]

You know, that's
exactly what he told me,

word for word.

What you just heard, my friend,
was a preconditioned response.

Preconditioned?

You mean he's been
hypnotized before?

Calling this hypnosis
is like comparing an H-bomb

to a firecracker.

Oh, I've deprogrammed
enough brainwashed DXS agents

to recognize the symptoms.

Well, how do we deprogram him?

BEATTY:
It isn't easy.

There's a key, probably a word
or a phrase,

that triggers him
like tumblers in a lock.

But without that key,

we can't get in and find out
what he's programmed to do.

How do we get that key?

It takes time,
but I'll get the people

and the equipment together,
and we'll start tomorrow.

DALTON:
Oh.

What's the matter?

Déjà vu, I guess.

What? Do you remember something?

- I'm not sure, but...
- [ALARMS SOUND]

HENDRIX: There!
There! That's what I mean.

We can't have this
contraption being set off

by our guests' jewelry.

All right,
we'll lower the sensitivity.

They'll never even notice
it's there.

Pete, can we talk to you
about something here?

- Yeah, sure.
- First things first, MacGyver.

I want to make sure everybody's
clear about the ceremony.

Everything has to go off
without a hitch.

MANTU:
I'm sure it will, Miss Hendrix.

Gentlemen.

You must be Mr. Dalton.

Hi.

I was hoping for an opportunity

to congratulate you personally
before the ceremony.

Good to see you.
Who are you?

This is Vice President Mantu
of Kimbala.

[LAUGHS]

I'm writing the president's
speech for tonight.

I thought you might offer
some personal memories

of your work in our country.

MacGYVER:
Actually, uh...

uh, we have something
to work out with Pete.

MANTU: It will only take
a moment, I assure you.

Uh, this way, MacGyver.

I want to run over the
procedure with you.

- MacGyver?
- I...

[SIGHS]

Pete, would you keep an eye
on Jack?

Sure.

Mr. Thornton,
I need your signature, sir.

Now, Mr. Dalton,

tell me all about it.

Well, to tell you the truth,
Mr. Vice President,

it was all MacGyver's show.
I was just the sky jockey.

You are much too modest.

What you did was heroic.

From the bottom of my heart,
I salute you.

What's the matter,
Mr. Dalton?

You look pale.

You must be ill.

You know he's right, Jack.
You look terrible.

It must be something I ate.

Just came on
all of a sudden. I...

- MANTU: Yes, perhaps...
- [GRUNTS]

...a breath of fresh air.

It's a good idea.
Excuse me.

[ALARM SOUNDS]

Oh.

We've got to adjust that thing.
Would you excuse me?

Gentlemen, the sensitivity
has got to be lowered.

The noise is way too annoying.

Hello, Jack.

Excuse me, lady, I'm
really under the weather.

From the bottom of my heart,
I salute you.

And now you are
under my control.

You do remember me, don't you?

Yes, Edith.

Excellent. Follow me.

Yes, ma'am.

Now, at precisely 8:00 p.m.,
the president will make his way

to the podium
and start his speech.

You and Mr. Dalton will
be sitting here, at this table.

Mr. Thornton will be here,
and I will be here, at his right.

And please, once you're seated,

don't play musical chairs.

You must be in your
assigned places.

BEATTY:
What else do you see?

DALTON:
My name in gold.

His name in gold.

Please try and pay attention.

Now, when President Dakru calls
your name,

you and Mr. Dalton will
approach the podium on his left.

DALTON:
I'm sitting down...

HENDRIX: ...the furniture,
so this is very important.

DALTON:
My name in gold.

HENDRIX: ...one thing tonight,
MacGyver, remember this.

On his left. Remember that.
His left.

Once you're there, the president
will have some more to say.

Try and keep your hands
out of your pockets,

and for pity's sake,
act like you're interested

in what the man's saying.

MacGyver, we're not finished!

Pete? Where's Jack?

Well, the last time I saw him,
he went out for some fresh air.

- He wasn't feeling well.
- Oh, great. I got to find him.

Would you tell me
what's going on.

Pete, I think Jack
is involved in a plot

to assassinate President Dakru.

Are you comfortable, Jack?

Yes, thank you, ma'am.

Good.

And do you understand
your new orders?

Yes.

Tabur will take you to a place.

He will give you a gun.

And when you see MacGyver,
you will kill him.

Yes, ma'am.

When I see MacGyver,
I will kill him.

MacGYVER:
I can't find Jack anywhere.

Has he been back here?

No sign of him.

Listen, what's going on?

Jack Dalton has done a
lot of crazy things in his time,

but an assassination?
I don't believe that.

Doc Beatty says
he's been brainwashed.

Come here. Let me
show you what I found

under his place at the table.

It's gone.

Who else has been in this room
besides us?

Just our security,
a couple of workmen and Hendrix.

What's gone?

There was a holster
under this table,

and whoever put it there
probably planned to sneak

a gun in
after the security sweep.

Where did it go?

They got rid of it, which means
they know I'm on to 'em.

Is there a problem,
Mr. Thornton?

No.

Nothing serious.

Good.

Do you think
Hendrix is in on it?

I think we'll have a better
chance of finding out who is

if we don't tip our hand.

Okay. Without tipping our hand,
what's next?

We've got to find Jack before
he hurts someone or himself.

He could be anywhere.

I know. I'll start looking.

All right, I'll stick around
in case he turns up back here.

Right.

If he does, grab him.

Tie him up, sit on him,
whatever it takes,

but don't let him
around President Dakru.

No one saw the holster removed?

The subject took it
without anyone noticing.

You see, Edward,
nothing is ever lost

if one plans ahead.

After all,
with so much at stake,

why risk everything
on just one assassin?

It will be just as I promised.

When the president dies at the
hands of the American official,

it will destroy
the trade treaty.

You will return to Kimbala

crying vengeance
for Dakru's blood.

The people will rally around,
cheering your name.

Once we have won their hearts,
nothing is beyond our grasp.

With my guidance

and the support
of our new allies,

you will become the most
powerful man in all of Africa.

With you at my side.

I am not important.

You are all that matters,
Edward.

I am doing all of this for you.

Jack?

Jack, you here?

[PHONE RINGING]

Hello?

THORNTON:
MacGyver, any luck finding Jack?

Uh, no, Pete, doesn't look
like he made it back here.

Well, the banquet begins
in an hour.

What about that fun park where
the police found him sleepwalking?

Well, it's worth a shot.
I'll swing over there now.

- Keep me posted.
- Yeah.

[SIGHS]

BEATTY:
Where is the room, Jack?

DALTON:
In the moon.

[CREAKING]

MacGYVER:
Jack?

Jack, you in here?

Jack, it's me.

[CACKLING]

[CARNIVAL MUSIC PLAYING]

[CHORUS OF MANIACAL LAUGHTER
AND SCREAMS FROM PROPS]

[ROARING AND HISSING]

[CHORUS OF MANIACAL LAUGHTER
AND SCREAMS FROM PROPS]

[GRUNTS]

[RATTLING]

[SIGHS]

DALTON: I'm walking
down a long hallway.

BEATTY:
And what do you see?

DALTON:
Double doors.

My name in gold.

EDITH [RECORDED]: From the
bottom of my heart, I salute you.

From the bottom of my heart,
I salute you.

BEATTY:
What does the voice say, Jack?

EDITH: From the bottom
of my heart, I salute you.

From the bottom of my heart,
I salute you.

DALTON:
I see a shadow.

Jack.

[GUNSHOT]

Listen to me, Jack.

Somebody's making you do this.

But I've got the key now.

Listen to me.

From the bottom of my heart,

I salute you.

All right.

That's it.

I'm in control now, Jack.

And I'm turning you off.

Put the gun down.

[GUNSHOT, YELLS]

They changed it.

EDITH: From the bottom
of my heart, I salute you.

From the bottom of my heart,
I salute you.

From the bottom of my heart,
I salute you.

From the bottom of my heart,
I salute you.

[GUNSHOT]

From the bottom of my heart,
I salute you.

From the bottom of my heart,
I salute you.

From the bottom of my heart,
I salute you.

From the bottom of my heart...

Jack...

Go ahead, Jack,
take your best shot.

Over here, Jack.

Kill me again, Jack.
Go ahead.

Again, Jack.

[GROANS]

[GROANING]

[PANTING]

It's all right, Jack.
It's over.

It's over, Jack!

It's me.

It's Mac.

It's all right.

Where are MacGyver and Dalton?

This is an outrage.

I'm sure if we just give them a
few more minutes, they'll get here.

Just in case they do
miss the ceremony,

would you accept the medals
in their place?

I'd be happy to.

Luckily, I wrote another version
of the president's speech

- for such an emergency.
- Edward...

You were right, dear.

I found the new speech
in your briefcase.

You were... prepared
for something like this?

In international politics,
one must plan

for every emergency,
Miss Hendrix.

This is where you
spent last weekend.

There was no beautiful girl
from Tux-for-Bux.

They created her
and that lost weekend

to cover your absence
while they programmed you.

I don't remember this place.

Well, do you recognize this?

[ON TAPE]: From the bottom
of my heart, I salute you.

Edith.

Mantu's wife?

Yeah.

They used that phrase
to activate you.

Why couldn't you use it
to switch me off?

I don't know.
They must have changed it

when they thought
I was getting too close.

Well, at least the
president's safe now.

I, uh, wouldn't count on it.

Two chairs.

Two assassins.

They must have programmed
somebody else

in case they needed a backup.

Whoever it was had to have
been here with you.

Now come on, Jack, think.
Who else was brainwashed?

I can't...

[SIGHS]

All I can remember
is spending the weekend

with that beautiful lady
they planted in my brain.

Weekend.

Two lost weekends.

It was just me and her.

Like a dream come true.

It was just me and the salmon.

Like a dream come true.

That's it.

The other assassin...
it's Pete.

[APPLAUSE]

Ladies and gentlemen,
honored hosts...

I thank you
for your warm hospitality.

[ENGINE STARTS]

[TIRES SQUEAL]

MacGYVER: I should
have known it was a setup

when Pete steered me
to that place.

I never told him that's where
the police found you sleepwalking.

I don't get it.
Even if Pete hears the key phrase,

how are they gonna give him
the order to shoot the president

in front of a big
crowd like that?

- The Star of State.
- The what?

The medal. He's been conditioned
to shoot whoever's holding that medal.

There are two Americans
in particular whom we wish

to honor this evening:

Mr. MacGyver and Mr. Dalton.

Their deeds saved thousands
of my people

from starving to death.

They are true humanitarians,

but most important --

true friends.

And now I will ask Mr. Thornton

to please come up
and accept the medals

for Mr. MacGyver and Mr. Dalton.

[APPLAUSE]

Hold it, fellas.

We've got trouble.
Come on.

Wait a minute!

[APPLAUSE]

Although they can't be
with us this evening,

please convey to them

the respect and gratitude
of my people.

[ECHOES]
Please convey to them

the respect and gratitude
of my people.

This is our country's
highest award,

but it is only a small token
of our gratitude...

[SCREAMING]

Catch, Edith!

The respect and gratitude
of my people.

Do not shoot.

Put it down.

Do you hear me?

Put it down.

MacGyver!

What happened?
What's going on?

It's all right, Pete.
Welcome back.

Edith...

I think you just blew
your right to remain silent.

When I count backwards from ten,
you will begin to wake up.

Ten, nine...

you're starting to awaken now...

eight, seven, six,

your eyes are opening...

five, four,

three, two, one.

Hey, Pete.

How are you feeling?

Oh, like I've been
asleep for days.

Well, in a way you have been.

Just take it easy
and you'll be fine.

Boy, who would've thought
a classy lady like Edith

would try an assassination?

Well, it happens.

I'll tell you one thing.

I never want to hear the words
"the respect and gratitude of my people"

again as long as I live.

Or "from the bottom of my heart,
I salute you."

MacGyver?

MacGyver!

This isn't funny, Mac.

Mac?

What?

- [LAUGHING]
- Oh...

[GROANS]

[THEME SONG PLAYING]

MacGYVER:
It's occurred to me

that some friendships are
like a good game of hockey.

The right balance
of teamwork and smooth skating

generally adds up
to a winning combination.

Like me and Pete Thornton.

Partner, boss, friend --

you can't do much better than that.

But sometimes things come up

that test the best
of friendships,

and this weekend of skiing
was one of them.

It wasn't my fault.

Whose fault was it?

The guy cut me off!

What was I supposed to do?

Come on Pete, let's face it,

you did not belong
on that slope.

It was for expert skiers.

What are you telling me, I should've
been on the bunny slope?

Well...

Listen, that man was skiing like
he owned the whole darn mountain.

Pete!

That man does own the
whole darn mountain.

Well, that's still no excuse
for him to swing on me.

Look, all I know is,
I've been looking forward

to skiing that
mountain for months,

and now I'm banned for life.

Did I ask for your help?

I could have handled him
just fine.

That's not the point.

[RATTLING]

THORNTON:
Now what's the matter?

MacGYVER: We couldn't
be out of gas, could we?

Could we?

Pete, you said you
were gonna fill it up

when you went for pizza
last night, remember?

Well I didn't.
I messed up.

So sue me.

Oh, never mind.

Why let a little thing like this
ruin a perfectly good vacation?

Now where are you going?

To find a gas station.

And I suggest
you look the other way.

Fine!

First one to make it back here
with a can of gas

goes after the other guy, okay?

Fine!

MAN: Put the body here
in the back room.

Quickly. The truck should
be here within ten minutes.

We have a problem.

No. Let me check
him out first.

Hi.

What can I do for you?

My buddy and I ran out of gas
a few miles up the road.

I can help you out.

You picked a nice day for it.

Your friend's not
the walking type, huh?

No. I sent him up the other way
to try his luck.

Kind of looks like you got
a corner on the market.

You could say that.

Phoenix Foundation.

You work there?

Well, more or less.

My cousin Louise works
in accounting.

You know her?

I can't say that I do.
It's a big outfit.

You need a deposit on the can?

You've got an honest face.

Just bring it back
when you're done.

Thanks.

Sorry I can't give you a lift.
I'm here alone.

No problem.

You let him walk away?

For the moment.

He's with the
Phoenix Foundation.

It could prove useful to us.

Then why didn't you
take him now?

Because now we have more
important matters to attend to.

More questions, Armin?

Frank.

[OVER RADIO]:
Frank, are you there?

[LIVELY JAZZ PLAYING]

Do you read me, Frank?

Frank, come in.

Talk to me now, Frank.

[MUSIC CONTINUES]

[TURNS OFF MUSIC]

Go ahead, Jonathan.

Frank, we have a problem
I need you to deal with.

[VEHICLE APPROACHING]

Hey!

Ah, thanks a lot.

You're the first good thing
that's happened to me all morning.

I guess this is
your lucky day, huh?

You'll love the food.

I've been coming here for years.

Never disappointed.

[BELL DINGS]

WOMAN:
Good morning.

Well, where's Justine
this morning?

She's at home in bed.

She's got the flu.

I'm telling you,
don't even look at it.

This place makes
a corned beef hash

that'll make you think
you've died and gone to heaven.

Now, stay still.

Come on.
Let's go, come on!

All right, take it easy. Ow!

Get over here.

Stay right there.

Don't move.

[DOOR CREAKS]

There we go.
Get down there.

Get down!

He's going to come looking
for his friend.

Why don't we have Frank
put our new toy to the test?

You got it!
Hot damn, you got it! Nice!

Did you get the friend?

Yeah. He's in the cellar.

Phoenix Foundation,
too, am I right?

The other one will be here soon.

How much power will it take
to stop his Jeep?

Point one percent
of one capacitor.

That transformer's more than
enough to juice it that much.

Help me with the cables.

Let's go with the cables.

Okay, here we go.

[BEEP]

[LOW WHIRRING]

That'll do it.
Point one percent.

We're in business.

That's it?

It's everything we can
pull out of that transformer.

You just wait until we patch it in
to Powertech's superconductor,

then you'll really see
what this baby can do.

Show me how it works.

First you need some power
to charge the capacitors.

Then the capacitors
dump the electricity

into the vercador chamber here.

It generates
the electromagnetic pulse

which discharges from
the focus in the dish here.

Follow me.

Now, the whole procedure's
operative when you push this button.

It also has an automatic sequence
feature for remote operation.

All the modern
conveniences, huh?

Good.

Armin!

Better get out there.

He'll be coming anytime now.

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

[LOUD ROCK MUSIC PLAYING]

[ROCK MUSIC PLAYING
IN DISTANCE]

He's coming.

[MECHANICAL WHIRRING]

[MUSIC PLAYING IN DISTANCE]

- Now!
- Do it.

[DEEP WHIRRING,
ELECTRONIC BUZZING]

[ENGINE SPUTTERS TO A STOP]

Now what?

Hold it right there.

What's going on?

Hey, I was gonna return
the gas can.

Keep moving.

Let's go.

MacGyver!

How you doin', Pete?

Over there, both of you.
Go now, over there.

Would you mind telling us
what's going on?

History in the making,

and you two are going
to be part of it.

You know, we'd be happy
to just pass on that.

Aside from special operations,

your Phoenix Foundation engages

in speculation and
analysis, right?

Tell me, how many men do
you suppose it would take

to overpower the downtown
core of a city,

and throw the lives of, uh,

oh, say a million people,
into total chaos, how many?

Oh, I don't know.
What do you think, uh?

Aw, you got us on that.

The correct answer is four.

With strategy, timing,
the right technology,

we will show the rest
of the world just how soft

and vulnerable you
Americans really are.

Forget the rhetoric.

At 1:00 this afternoon,

a lot of people are going
to wish it was simply talk.

When we are through
with your city,

your streets will be filled
with lifeless vehicles,

your, your communications
will be shut down

and your financial center
will be in a shambles

and your people will riot and
panic and destroy one another.

Big plans.

And you are going
to be part of them.

And if you behave yourselves,
you may live to tell about it.

You gentlemen know
how these work.

Pull the pin...

release the handle,
and it explodes.

Crude, but effective.

Now then, if you
gentlemen, uh, should try

to loosen your ropes, you will only
succeed in blowing each other up.

Once we have achieved
our objective,

we will notify the authorities
as to your whereabouts,

and then you can validate
our accomplishments.

You see gentlemen,
you are our witnesses.

The videotape, is it ready?

It's all set.
They'll definitely get the message.

Good.
Come over here, look at this.

Frank and I will be finished at
the microwave base by 10:40.

Armin, you and Lisa must have

the telephone switching station
out of commission by 10:45.

No problem.

We will rendezvous here

at this intersection by 11:10,
1.5 kilometers from Powertech.

Understood?

Jonathan...

the Phoenix men.

Would it not be better
if we killed them?

More questions, Armin?

What we are doing is a first
and I want it witnessed.

We are going to accomplish more
than just our leader's freedom.

And when it is over,

the American military complex
will do everything possible

to cover up the fact that
their defenses could not prevent

four lone individuals

from crippling one
of their largest cities.

Jonathan...

really, there's no way
to cover up something this big.

They will try.

But the Phoenix Foundation
is a corporate white knight,

and when people come to them
looking for answers,

Phoenix will tell them
the truth.

And they will be believed.

It is time. We must go.

THORNTON: Did you hear that?
Sounded like a truck.

Yeah, it's a big rig.

They've got something covered
up on the back, too.

Any idea what that could be?

I haven't a clue.

So...

So how do we get out of here?

I don't know.

You don't know?!

MacGyver, don't do this to me.
Come on, think!

I'm trying, Pete.

You know maybe you can
come up with something.

All right, maybe I can.

Let's see, uh... uh...

Okay, I got it.

We throw one of the grenades
up there, under the door.

We duck over there for cover,

and when it blows,
we're out of here.

Yeah.

Except I think this place
would cave in on us.

Oh... maybe you're right.

Uh... maybe we could find
something to replace the pins.

Yeah.

That's better.

It's good, in fact.

Really?

Yeah. I'll need
your lift ticket.

Oh, well, that's fine.
How are you gonna get it?

Ever heard of a party game
called "Pass the Apple"?

Take a look that way.

MAN [ON TV]: I'm not going
to stand for this anymore.

You were right, no guard.

He only checks in twice a day.

Like I said, this place
is an easy target.

This is what we patch in
to all the broadcasting signals.

Help me with this thing.

Pull it.

Okay, right here.

This is suicide!

There's got to be another way.

Well, if you think of one
in the next 30 seconds,

let me know.

Got it?

Yeah, I got it.

But hurry!

There.

I want it broadcast
on all stations,

both radio and television.

I have to set the timer.

THORNTON:
It's slipping.

Don't talk.

Yeah, but...

[THORNTON YELLS]

12,700 telephones.

All the eggs in one basket.

Ah.

Let's see...

Got another idea.
You want to hear it?

Yeah, shoot.

The detonator in the grenade.

You think that'll blow
those doors?

Nope.

Oh.

But you're onto something, Pete.

The C-4 inside it will.

Yeah?

You're doing good, Pete.

Ow...

Here.

Get the detonator out of there.

Yeah, sure.

Detonator.

Yeah, here.

THORNTON:
Aw, it's just a power line.

There's no phone here.

We've got to get help.

Let's check the truck.

No keys.

Ah.

Listen, do you believe him?

You think they can really
do what he said they could?

Yeah. How about you?

I don't think
we can afford not to.

[ENGINE SPUTTERS, STARTS]

Let's get to a phone.

[TRUCK HORN HONKING]

[CAR HORN HONKING]

It's dead.

Look, the windows.

They clash with my fur.

[CLICKING]

This one's out, too.

I wonder if they got
to a switching station?

Yeah, could be.

He talked about weak links.

This sure fits.

"Vectrocomp."

Ring any bells?

Yeah.
We've work with them.

They've been tied up with the
Air Force the last couple of years.

They specialize in
electromagnetic technology.

PUPPET:
You're the one who took my...

[LAUGHTER]

[HIGH-PITCHED TONE]

We the soldiers
of the Black Dove Front,

have taken over
your public airwaves

to demand the liberation
of our leader, General Shakthi.

He is to be released before his
scheduled court appearance

this afternoon at 1:00,

and taken to the airport
where you will provide

a private aircraft
to return him to his homeland.

If you fail to do this, we will
strike a deadly blow

to the heart of your city.

We will attack your city at
its most vulnerable points.

All electrical systems
will be terminated.

Transportation will be brought
to a standstill,

creating massive gridlock to all
of your major thoroughfares.

Telephones, radios, television,

all forms of communication
will be cut.

Every computer in the downtown
core will be rendered useless.

Their operational memory

and the information they contain
will be wiped clean.

Police and emergency services
will be powerless

to deal with the riots and
looting that will occur.

Many lives will be lost in the
panic that will grip your city.

The choice is yours.

You have until 1:00 this
afternoon to release our leader,

or we shall bring your city
to its knees.

MacGYVER: They set
the deadline for 1:00.

That gives us less than an hour.

Well, if they have
taken out a switching station,

it'll take at least that long
to get a phone that works.

Think.

Did you hear what he said?

I mean, how could four people

possibly do that much
damage to a city?

I mean, short of a
nuclear bomb, that is.

Vectrocomp.

My watch stopped.

My Jeep.

Well, what's your Jeep got
to do with your watch?

They both stopped
about the same time.

It would take an electromagnetic
pulse of some kind to do that.

And that is Vectrocomp's
specialty.

Do you think they hijacked
an EMP generator of some kind?

I'll bet that's what
was on the truck.

Suppose they hijacked an EMP
from these men.

Why would they take it
to the cabin?

I mean, why would they bother
to knock out a phone grid

this far from the city?

To create a dead zone
to work within.

Well, what for?

Power.

They need power.

Power?

Powertech.
Heard of 'em?

Yeah.

It's a multi-national energy
development corporation.

They've got branches
all over the world.

Maybe they've got a branch
around here, in the dead zone.

Of course, it would take an
enormous source of energy

to feed an EMP generator that
could do that much damage.

"Powertech, High Voltage Lab.

1460 Iron Ridge Road."

Let's find it.

I saw a map in the truck.

I'm Marilyn Ross reporting
from the Federal courthouse,

and with me is Dr. Cromwell,

best selling author of
The Terrorist Game,

a book which detailed the
activities of the Black Dove Front

in the Mediterranean last year.

Tell us, doctor,
what is your assessment

of the televised
threat they made?

Frankly, Marilyn,
I don't buy a word of it.

The Black Doves are obviously
making a last-ditch attempt

to keep their leader
from going to trial.

Is there other technology they
could use to carry out such a threat?

In principle, yes, but it's a
good eight to ten years away.

The military has been
experimenting

with electromagnetic
pulse generators

that produce a similar
atmospheric effect.

But I hardly think they'd have
access to that kind of technology.

Everybody on the floor!

On the floor, get down, now!

Who's in charge?

I am.

Open the doors.

Open the doors!

Now close it!
Close it!

Get down with the rest of them.

We have to be loaded up
and out of here in 20 minutes.

Where is it?

Over here.

One high-density superconducting
energy storage magnet

all recharged and rea...

What's going on?

- What's going on? Oh, no!
- What's wrong?

It's empty, there's no power.
It's dead.

What? We planted you here
for two months

to make sure that everything
was in place, and now this?

Hey!

The maintenance was scheduled
to be finished last week.

It was supposed to be recharged
two days ago.

All right.
Charge it now.

This is not a
flashlight battery.

It takes all day.

We must be out of here
in 20 minutes.

There has to be another way.

Only one way.

What?

The high voltage regulator.

We can force-feed this sucker
three million volts in one big gulp,

but it's risky.

It could blow up our generator.

Nothing is as risky
as certain failure.

Do it.

THORNTON: You know,
if they have an EMP,

and they get
the right amount of power,

the electromagnetic pulse
could wipe out

banking, social security
records, pensions,

even the stock exchange.

I mean, it could be a threat to
the entire nation's economy!

Put that on top of blackout,
gridlock, looting --

it's kind of a grim picture.

Yeah.

I just hope we're not the only
ones coming to this conclusion.

Tell me, colonel,
could these terrorists

have stolen an
electromagnetic pulse generator?

Absolutely impossible.

If we were experimenting
with such a weapon,

it would be under such tight
security there'd be no way

these fanatics could get
within a mile,

let alone walk away with it.

You have to remember, Marilyn,

we would be talking about a
massive piece of equipment here.

Come on.

Look at this place.
No security. None.

As soon as you've got it
locked down,

you need to run the ground
cable over to the floor box,

then start connecting this cable
to the magnet terminals.

Look at that!

They have got an EMP.

What are they up to?

MacGYVER:
Well that big tower looks like

some kind of high voltage
generator.

I'd be willing to bet they're
gonna charge up that magnet,

and yes, it can store
enough energy

to do what they said they'd do.

I'm gonna have to climb up there
and pull the plug on 'em.

Well, how are you going to do
that without getting spotted?

I can't.

Maybe I can slow 'em down.

I want that magnet charged
to its full capacity.

Mister, you're out of your mind.

That generator tower puts out
over three million volts of electricity.

If we release
a charge like that too fast,

this whole place'll go up.

We'll just have
to take that chance.

Take over, Frank.

Come, come, come.

Three million volts, coming up.

Armin, get those cables
hooked up.

[LOUD RHYTHMIC BUZZING]

[OVER P.A. SYSTEM]:
Move it.

What have you got?

I'm gonna lock 'em in with that.

If they bust through...

give this a yank.

How much longer?

30 seconds.

It's that Phoenix man!

Lisa, come!

Hold it!

There goes the other one!
He's going for the cable!

No! You'll hit the tower!

Finish that connection.

The moment it's charged, hit it.

Move, inside.

Move. Quickly.

FRANK:
Almost. That's it.

- Charged.
- Fire.

No! Armin's still up there.

I said fire.

[WHOOSHING, CRACKLING]

No!

[YELLING]

You butcher!

[GUNSHOT]

Never mind!
Never mind.

See if it worked.

The generator's
fully discharged.

It worked.

Let's go!

You! You open the door.

Get back.

Hey! We've got your friend.

Interfere with us again
and he's dead.

I promise you that!

- Move it!
- All right!

MacGYVER: Please, think --
did they say anything at all

about where they
were taking that thing?

No, nothing. They just wanted
to get the superconductor

storage magnet charged
and out of here.

Do you have any idea what pulse
range the EMP might have?

With three million volts
on board?

[CHUCKLES]
I figure at least two miles.

All right, they've got 15 minutes
before their deadline.

Where's the closest
vantage point of the city?

There's only one --
at the end of the road.

Jericho Point.

First a witness, now a hostage.

You are a valuable man,
Mr. Thornton.

Will you release Shakthi?

It's government policy
that we will not give in

to the demands
of any terrorist organization.

Your policy's about to expire.

[NEWSWOMAN TALKING]

Enjoy your front row seat.

...threat will continue.

With just five minutes left until 1:00,

we have received word that
General Shakthi is now in transit.

It's not yet clear if he's being
taken to the airport and released,

or brought here to the Federal
courthouse to face trial as planned.

Get it going.
Power up the capacitors.

[BEEPS]

Storage magnet drained.
All capacitors charging.

Three million volts ready to go.

All right.

12:57. Set the timer
for three minutes.

I will focus the dish.

[MECHANICAL WHIRRING]

[BEEPING]

[LOUD POP]

Something is wrong.

Keep an eye on the power level.

Hey!

Frank?

[GRUNTING]

[YELLS]

[GRUNTS, GROANS]

[BEEPING CONTINUES]

Can you turn it off?

No. It's locked
in automatic sequence.

[BEEPING CONTINUES]

[BEEPING CONTINUES]

[LOW WHIRRING]

Let's go.

[BEEPING, WHIRRING CONTINUE]

[WHIRRING GROWS LOUDER]

[ELECTRONIC CRACKLING,
BUZZING DIE DOWN]

[INDISTINCT POLICE RADIO
TRANSMISSION]

THORNTON: No, what MacGyver did
was connect the generator

to the superconductor,
then back to the generator.

Right?
Uh, yeah.

Sort of like giving it
a shot of its own medicine.

This is a matter of
national security, officer.

My men will debrief you.

Do you realize you've
just destroyed

a multimillion-dollar piece of
top secret military hardware?

Sorry.

Listen, it was the only way.

I'll give you the full details
in my report.

There's not going to be
any report, Mr. Thornton.

I feel a stonewall coming here.

Yeah, but it's not gonna happen.

Count on it.

So, Pete, what do you feel
like doing next weekend?

Well, I...

[THEME SONG PLAYING]

Mr. MacGyver, got you working
the night shift, have they?

Well, not exactly.

I got a message from Dr. Kozby
to meet him in the research lab.

Yeah, well, you never know
with him, do you?

- Yeah.
- Go right on through, sir.

Thanks.

[BEEPS]

[DOOR CLOSES]

[METALLIC RATTLING]

[PAINED GROAN]

[BEEPS]

Well!

Hey, Pete.
What are you doing here?

Well, I've been here all day,

reviewing research and
development funding proposals

for Thursday's board meeting.

- How about you?
- I got a call from Koz.

There's no telling
what he wants.

Really? That's where
I'm headed.

Well, maybe it's about
the naval research project.

Guess we'll find out.

[CLATTERING]

[ELEVATOR WHIRRING]

MacGYVER:
Hey, Koz!

Hey, MacGyver, Pete!

Hi. How's it going?
What are you guys doing here?

Well, I've just been going over
some funding proposals.

Oh.

And I got a message
to meet you here.

You did?

I did.

Well, I guess somebody got
their wires crossed up somewhere.

Well, anyway, while you're here,

come on in and I'll bring you
up to date, okay?

I've got some good news
and some bad news.

Uh, Veronica,
would you please put up

the anthracisslide
on the monitor, okay?

Right away, Koz.

Observe, Bacillus anthracis,

aka anthrax.

One of the deadliest bacteria
known to man,

and one of the easiest biological
weapons to manufacture.

I hope this isn't the good news.

[LAUGHS]

As you know, the Navy SEALs
needed a portable unit--

Put that down, MacGyver, please?

--to I.D. anthrax if and when
it was released into the air.

Something just like this
only a lot smaller.

No, don't!

Uh, Koz... you said
you had some good news?

KOZBY:
Oh, yeah, yeah.

I found a method of rapid
identification of the anthrax.

Yeah, uh, the potential
is enormous.

I mean, this could mean
the elimination of anthrax

as a biological weapon.

Well, what's the bad news?

Well, you know the research
and development budget?

Yeah?

I kind of spent it all
on the research part.

[ALARM BLARES]

AUTOMATED VOICE:
Unauthorized transportation

of restricted substances
into controlled area.

Veronica,
check the vault, quickly!

All personnel,

there has been an unauthorized
removal of restricted materials.

Hey! What are you doing?
That's locked down.

You're supposed to be
in roll call. Come on.

Come on, let's go.

[GRUNTING]

Unauthorized transportation
of restricted substances

into controlled area.

[STRAINED GROAN]

VERONICA: Koz, there's
an anthrax vial missing:

Sample A-7, Lot 43.

No! That's
the most virulent strain!

[ALARM BLARES]

Could someone have taken
the wrong sample by mistake?

I know my people --
they're not sloppy.

[GRUNTS]

[PAINED GROAN]

[SIGHS]

[PANTING]

- [ALARM BLARING]
- Woody!

What happened?

Oh, some guy trying to break
into the elevator hit me.

This elevator shuts
off automatically.

The car couldn't have
left this floor.

He must have gone up the shaft.

Well, we've got to
try to contain him.

I'll notify security.

[GRUNTS]

[ELEVATOR WHIRRING]

[ELEVATOR MOTOR WINDS DOWN]

Don't move, MacGyver.

Steve?

You remember me.

Well, yeah, it's kind of tough to
forget a guy who saved my life.

You got a better memory
than some people I know.

[TRAIN WHISTLE BLOWING]

Thanks for the ride in,
MacGyver.

I've got my own way out.

Steve?!

[TRAIN WHISTLE BLOWING]

[TRAIN WHISTLE BLOWING]

Well, this is the latest report
from the Navy.

According to this,
your friend Morrison

was honorably discharged
from the SEALs five months ago.

Discharged?

Yeah, and a month
before he left,

they reassigned him,
to nonoperational status.

Now what does that tell you?

That's the first step towards
kicking him out altogether.

Non-op is like death
to these guys.

Now I don't get it, Pete.

Steve Morrison was
one of the best.

Something had to have happened
to make him do this.

The Navy records don't go
into any detail.

They lost track of him
after his discharge.

I've got our people hunting down
his former commander.

Maybe he can give us
some answers.

- Any word?
- No, not yet.

The police have an APB
out on him.

How about you?

Well, we've been up all night
trying to corner any vaccine available.

We've managed to locate
about a thousand doses,

but, that's a drop in the bucket
if ever that anthrax is released.

Just exactly what are we up
against here?

Anthrax causes hemorrhages
to all the internal organs

and prevents the blood
from clotting.

It has a fatality rate of 80%
if untreated.

Just how contagious is it?

It could be spread by the simple
breathing in of the spores,

or infected dust,
or absorbed through the skin.

If it ever gets
into the food chain,

it can spread like wildfire.

Oh, that's great.

And we've got a highly trained
commando out there

who's planning to do
God knows what with it.

And that brings us
to the bad news.

What?!

Come on, now don't overreact.

We can handle this thing with
the proper procedures, okay?

Koz, spit it out.

Maybe Morrison didn't exercise
as much caution as he could have.

Just say it!

All right! He didn't
properly pack the anthrax.

It should have been
housed in a...

you know, atmospheric
receptacle like this.

You're saying the container
he has is fragile?

I'm saying that the vial
that he took has a lid

designed for lab purposes only.

Any environmental variation,

and the seal will rupture.

And if that happens, we're dealing
with a plague out there, is that it?

Yeah.

[PHONE RINGING]

Hello.

I'm calling to confirm the time.

3:00, the Heathcoat Restaurant

on Highway 37,
just outside of Riverton.

3:00, the restaurant.

He chose a good spot
for the exchange.

A public place, lots of people.

That'll make your job more difficult.

My job?

Once we have the culture,
we can manufacture our own.

We won't need to do business
with him again.

MAN: All I can say is,
I'm not surprised.

Morrison's instability
is the reason

we dropped him to
a non-op status.

Look, commander,
I know Steve Morrison.

I spent three weeks in Germany
on mission with him.

Now why was he discharged?

You're asking for
classified information.

We are cleared for
classified information!

Do you want me to call
the admiral?

Now was Morrison a part of the
SEALs anthrax detection program

or not?

Up until his discharge, yes.

Morrison became
emotionally volatile

and demonstrated a radical
personality change.

You have to understand
how a SEAL squad functions.

If four of the men can't count
on the fifth, then he's gone.

- So you blackballed him.
- He knew the rules.

He was the best!

Look, he saved MacGyver's life

and took a piece of shrapnel
in the head

from a terrorist bomb doing it.

I'm aware of the mission, sir.

Well, did it ever occur to you

that his change in behavior
might be the result of that?

He recovered 100%
from that wound.

What other explanation
can there be?

Posttraumatic shock.

A reaction of being wounded.

Some men bounce back,
some men don't.

And some men just get
bounced out, is that it?

WOMAN [OVER P.A.]:
Commander Hilliard,

you have a call from Steve Morrison,
on line three.

Excuse me.

Commander Hilliard here.

Commander Hilliard...

you finally accepted
one of my calls.

Morrison, I'm ordering you
to return that anthrax culture,

and turn yourself in
immediately.

I'm not taking orders anymore,
commander.

I'm giving them.

I'm in charge now.

What's on your mind?

You and I have a lot
to talk about,

but not on the phone.

Be at 1190 Bolton Drive
in a half an hour.

I'll be there.

You two go ahead.

I'll get the police
and be right behind you.

The truck's on its way.

They'll be in Portland
before we are.

Good.
Let's hit it.

I just want to have one last
look to see if we got everything.

I got everything.

Let's just go.

But I still have
to get my files,

and that list of
doctors from Portland.

Look, I am sick to death
of your research,

and your damn doctors.

Don't you talk to me like that
after all we've been through!

I'm trying to help you, Steve.

Look, if I need your help,
I'll ask for it, Marie.

There is nothing wrong with me.

And stop looking at me
like I'm some kind of freak!

Honey. Honey, honey...

I'm sorry.

You're all I've got left.

Don't you turn on me, too.

I won't, Steve.

You should know that by now.

Let's go.

Morrison!

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

Morrison, Commander Hilliard.

Morrison?

[BEEP]

MORRISON [ON TAPE]:
Don't move, commander.

Your life depends on it.

The box on this desk contains
a bomb with enough TNT

to turn this house
into a vacant lot.

If you move for the door,

the infrared motion detector
on the south wall

will detonate the bomb.

Now take a look at the timer
on the desk.

You have two minutes
before it detonates the bomb.

Use that time to think about how
you destroyed my life, commander.

[BEEPING]

[BEEPING]

HILLIARD:
We've got to stop that thing.

Yeah.

Listen, we can't move fast enough
to get to the door or the bomb.

We're gonna have to blind
that motion detector.

Okay, how are we gonna do that?

Slowly.

[BEEPING]

Tilt this lamp back towards me.

What?

The lamp -- tilt it towards me.

Slowly.

Okay. All right.

[BEEPING CONTINUES]

All right, now very slowly,

move that light bulb as
close to the motion detector

as you possibly can.

Do you think the heat
from the light bulb...

will shield your movement?

I sure hope so.

Hold it.

[BEEPING CONTINUES]

[BEEPING CONTINUES]

Oh...

[BEEPING]

[SIGHS HEAVILY]

Morrison's not here,

but he left us
a little calling card.

MacGyver's inside.

Any sign of the anthrax?

No. But it looks like
they're headed north.

Some rental ads from
a Portland newspaper...

and auto club maps to Portland.

Eh.

We better show these
to the police.

They're gonna want
to set up roadblocks.

Here. I think you may want
to put out a bulletin on this.

[CONTINUES TALKING
INDISTINCTLY]

Commander...

this stack of letters --

they're from Morrison's wife,
addressed to you.

She was asking you for help,
and all you did was kiss her off

every time with a standard form letter.

What's that all about?

Morrison was discharged.

His affairs are the concern
of the VA now.

Never mind his affairs.
What about him?

He was part of your team,
your own man needed help,

and you treated him
like a number!

Good job.

You're gonna love
Portland, honey.

We'll buy a boat and run fishing
charters for the fat-cat tourists.

Whole new start.

We can't afford a boat, Steve.

Not yet.

We will.

- Steve!
- Just hold on.

[GARBLED RADIO TRANSMISSION]

[TIRES SQUEALING]

MARIE: Steve, that's
the police back there.

Why are you turning around?

Just never mind, Marie.

Steve, what are you doing?

Steve!

[KEYS JANGLING]

I'll be right back.

- What are you doing?
- Just stay in the car.

MAN:
Hello?

Felder, there's been
a change of plans.

I don't like sudden changes
like this.

Okay, Hans.

We'll cancel, and I'll find
somebody else to sell the anthrax to.

You must have some competitors
out there that would be interested.

I didn't say
I wasn't still interested.

Still have that helicopter
at your disposal?

Yes.

There's an old summer camp on
the south shore of Moorhead Lake.

Be there in two hours.

What are you doing with this?

Give it to me.

Steve, what is going on?

This is from the
Phoenix Foundation.

Isn't that where MacGyver works?

This is none of your concern.

You stole it, didn't you?

That's why the police
are after you.

Don't worry,
no one's gonna catch me.

Not Hilliard, and not MacGyver.

You know he turned on me, too?

How can you say that?

MacGyver sat in that hospital
with me for days

while you were in recovery.

He's your friend.

Yeah? Well he's got his knife
in my back,

just like everybody else.

You're with them, too,
aren't you?

Everybody's against me.

Well, I'll show you.

I'll show everybody.

Steve!

Please, turn yourself in
before someone gets hurt!

You need help!

Steve!

[SOBBING]

[PANTING]

I didn't know who else to call.

It's all right, Marie.

You're gonna be all right.

What are you doing here,
commander?

Doesn't the Navy have a form letter
for a situation like this?

Your husband's a very sick man.
He needs to be stopped.

How would you know
whether he's sick or not?

Mrs. Morrison, where is he?

I overheard him talking
on the phone...

planning to meet someone up
at that camp by Moorhead Lake.

I heard him say they were
going to use a helicopter.

You said helicopter?

Yes, I think so.

I don't mean to, uh,
panic anybody or anything,

but any sudden change
in air pressure could...

breach the integrity
of-of-of the container seal.

All right, look, I'm sorry.

I'm gonna have to
call in the police again.

We need a full-scale
search party.

- But they'll kill him!
- Not if he gives himself up.

Steve will never
give himself up.

He's been trained
not to give up.

She's right.

If you send a bunch of cops after
a trained commando like Morrison,

they'd better be fully armed,
and prepared to shoot on sight.

I'm sorry.

You can't do this.

That guy said you'd
pay for my bike.

- What are you talking about?
- 500 bucks.

What?!

[MOTORCYCLE ENGINE STARTING]

[ENGINE REVVING]

MacGyver!

[MOTORCYCLE APPROACHING]

The reason I wrote
was to ask you

to help me convince Steve to
go back to the hospital for surgery.

He recovered
from the wound 100%.

His personality changed.
That's not a 100% recovery.

I studied every medical journal
I could get my hands on.

It's classic --
he developed scar tissue,

a lesion from that injury,
on his brain.

That's the cause of all this.

Do you think I could have
prevented that? Huh?

He admired you.

Until you shut him out.

I'm sorry, Mrs. Morrison.
I don't make the rules.

That must be a very
comforting thought.

[HELICOPTER APPROACHING]

[ENGINE STALLS]

[ENGINE REVVING]

[GRUNTING]

[PAINED GROANING]

Felder!

The cash!

It's all here, Morrison.

Just as we agreed.

That's far enough!

Put it down right there.

Now back off.

What's the matter, Morrison?

Don't you trust us?

Not hardly.

A gift.

Max.

That's very good, Morrison.

Perhaps we can do
business again someday.

Don't count on it.

[GUNSHOT]

[HUMMING ACCELERATES]

[METALLIC MOANING]

Wait a minute,
something's wrong!

He's got the anthrax!

FELDER:
You see him?

He's not there.

Come around here. Careful.

[GRUNTING]

[GROANS]

[GRUNTS]

[GRUNTING]

[BOTH GRUNTING]

Give me the anthrax.

It's over, Steve.

Marie's waiting for you.

[COCKS GUN]

You need help, man.

There's nothing wrong with me!

Steve...

you saved my life once.

Give me a chance
to return the favor.

[WEEPING]

[CONTINUES WEEPING]

[WEEPING INTENSIFIES]

[SNIFFLING, CRYING]

MARIE:
The doctor said,

if his recovery continues
as well as it has,

he can stay at home
until the bandages come off.

- That is excellent.
- [MARIE CHUCKLES]

I'm getting tired
of visiting you in hospitals.

- Mm-hmm.
- [CHUCKLING] You and me both.

Hello.

Glad I caught you.
I just wanted to... wish you well.

Thanks.

I'm doing all right.

I, um, owe you an apology.

Both of you.

MORRISON:
Did what you had to do.

What I would have done

if the shoe would've
been on the other foot.

Well, all I can say is,

from now on,
I'm going to read all my mail.

Personally.

Mmm.

[CHUCKLES]

Thanks, MacGyver.

Ah, forget it.

Like he said,

if the shoe had been
on the other foot...

Well, least this time

you'll know
I'm along for the ride.

Yeah.

Why don't you sit up here?

Might be a little smoother.

Welcome home.

[THEME SONG PLAYING]

[FOOTSTEPS ECHOING]

[KEYS JINGLING]

[BUZZING]

[FOOTSTEPS ECHOING]

[KEYS JINGLING]

[BUZZING]

[ENGINE REVS]

Welcome back to the world.

I found your target.

He's here... camping.

The whole area's marked
out for hiking trails,

so tracking him will be
a piece of cake.

There's just one hitch.

He's got a couple
of guys with him.

You ask me, you ought
to wait till he's alone.

How come you gotta
talk to him anyway?

That's pretty strangoid,
you know that?

Safer just to whack him
and have done with it.

Hey, it's none of my business.

You gotta do
what you gotta do, right?

Wheels are over there.

Happy hunting.

[ENGINE STARTS]

[GRUNTS]

[GROANS]

[GRUNTING]

Here, Pete, let me
give you a hand.

Oh, thanks.

[GROANS]

[WATER SPLASHES]

It would sure help if some people

did their share of
the work around here.

These pictures could be valuable
historical documents some day.

The last big gold strike
in the Pacific Northwest.

I wouldn't count on it, Jack.

The only gold we're gonna find

is residue from a vein that
dried up 50 years ago.

We shall see, mon ami,
we shall see.

You got all this old stuff
patched up and ready to go?

Let's give it a try.

All right, let me see
if I got this straight.

Now, the gravel we
dredge up out of the river

gets filtered through
this thingy...

Sluice box.

Right.

And the mud...

Concentrate.

I am, Mac.

This is called concentrate.

All right.

Have it your way,
Mr. Perfect.

The concentrate goes into
this whirly-gig-whats-it...

Separator.

Which washes the crud
off and leaves the gold.

I love it.

I'm gonna be...
we're gonna be

rich!

It's written in the stars.

[LAUGHING]

You're setting yourself up
for a fall again.

No way. It's fate.

Jack Dalton is playing poker
at a particular place

at a particular time
for a reason.

He wins a claim to a gold mine.

There's gold here.
Gotta be.

[INHALES DEEPLY]

I can smell it.

The only thing you smell
is fresh air.

Which is the only
reason we agreed

to come on this
little expedition.

We shall see.

[SQUEAKING]

Let them nuggets roll!

Woo-woo!

Wait, wait, wait.
Wait, wait, wait! Jack! Jack!

Slow it down, Jack.

Jack, come on!
Stop!

[SIGHS]

Where's the gold?

That's it?

That's my claim?

Oh, what were you
expecting, bracelets?

You dream, you plan, you work

and you end up with
a finger full of dust?

What about my fate?

I think your fate's
just dealt you

about 15 bucks worth
of gold a week.

DALTON:
Look at this.

Sure not much to show
for 40 hours of manual labor.

Jack, you are always
going to be disappointed

because you always
want to take shortcuts.

I think of them as...
calculated risks.

You mean miscalculated risks.

- Yeah, like the time you...
- Like the time you...

Wait a minute.
Like the time you scrounged up

that bargain basement airplane.

Huh?

DALTON:
Landing gear coming down.

Uh-oh...

MacGYVER: Uh-oh? What uh-oh?
What do you mean, uh-oh?

I anticipate a slight problem
when we get there.

What?!

Well, you see these
two little lights?

The good news,
the right landing gear is down.

Bad news is
the left landing gear isn't.

You mean we can't land?

We're just not
gonna make it, are we?

What are you doing?
Where are you going?

Hey, where are you
going with that?

- We've only got one parachute.
- And whose fault is that?

Okay, okay. What about me?

Jack, we all know the captain
goes down with the ship.

I'm just the engineer.

[WIND BLOWING]

It's the hydraulic fluid.

Leaked out.

The airfield's just ahead.

I figure you got about...

four minutes to come up
with an ingenious plan.

Preferably one that works.

[HISSES]

[CLANKING]

Now they're green!

MacGyver, you're beautiful!

Jack!

MacGyver!

Jack, when are you
going to learn

there's no such thing
as a free ride?

This is the thanks I get

for cutting my friends in
on a golden opportunity?

[IMITATING GROUCHO MARX]
Imagine my chagrin.

Whew!

Hey! I know.

What if there's a mother lode
upstream? A gold mine?

Let's say we go scout around.

No way.

I will never go into another
mine with you.

Not after that last time.

My, my, ain't that
a pretty sight?

We got it.

Hot damn, we got it.

Well, boys...

time for a parting of the ways.

No point in leaving
evidence around for ballistics,

I always say.

These fellas escaped,

holed up in a mine,
lit a candle,

it turned out to be
a stick of dynamite.

Pitiful, ain't it?

Bodeen!

[GROANING]

[GAGGING]

MacGyver, the dynamite!

No, no, no,

not the money!
Not the money, Mac!

Get back!

[EXPLOSION]

Five... million... bucks.

Forget it, Jack.

It's only money.

You know, this may come
as a shock to you, Jack,

but most people go out
and work for a living

instead of dragging their friends
from one disaster to another.

Moi?

Drag people? Who?

Need I remind you
how you got us involved

in a $30 million jewel heist?

Eh, that was definitely
not my fault.

WOMAN:
Yes.

Quite correct.

Designed for a queen.

Fitting for a princess.

Thank you.

Goodbye, Mr. Warwick.

Can I help you with that?

The jewels?

They're not heavy.

Beautiful, but not heavy.

Did you see them on television?

Oh, yeah.

And what did you think?

I think it's kind
of a flashy way

of telling people you're rich.

Ah, you don't approve?

Probably just jealous.

- Ready for immediate take-off.
- Good.

Stop!

Thieves!

Get it out of here, Jack!

[GUNSHOTS]

[GROANING]

How was I supposed to know
they were the police?

The same way you should have
known the woman who hired us

stole the jewels
in the first place.

Small detail.

And that small detail

meant that I had
to fly all the way to Toulons, France

to save your lives.

Save us?

As I recall Pete, we saved you.

Kill him now, and let's
get on with business.

I don't think
you really want to do this.

Especially not...

in front of witnesses.

But, sir,
we are all accomplices here.

Yeah. I hadn't actually thought
of it that way.

[GRUNTING]

We wouldn't want
your blood splattered

all over the jewels, would we?

All right, that's it.

I hope this will work.

Yeah, me, too, stand back.

On three.

One... two... three...

Now, Robert.

Stop!

Well, sorry to bust in
on you like this.

[CHUCKLES]
What kept you?

Hey, are we great, or what?

What a team!

See? The three of us
are invincible.

Why shouldn't we be rich, too?

Jack, you're a lost cause.

There are more
important things in life

than treasure hunting.

Like fishing.

Which reminds me,
I hear the trout calling.

See you later.

[THUNDER RUMBLING IN DISTANCE]

[FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING]

[GROANS]

[THUNDER RUMBLING IN DISTANCE]

[THUNDER CRACKLING]

What is this?!

[FIRES GUN]

[GUNSHOTS]

Hunters?

No, this is a game preserve.
There's no hunting.

[THREE GUNSHOTS]

Better check on Pete.

[THUNDER CRACKLING]

Pete!

Mac...

Blood.

We got two sets of tracks here.

Who'd want to shanghai Pete?

It's a good question.

Just what are you up to?!

Which way?

There.

Think Pete's leaving us a trail?

He might be trying to give
us an idea who's got him.

Something to do with Phoenix?

Or someone from Phoenix.

He had a run-in with some of
his own people a while back.

A guy named Matt Webber.

Pete trusted him.

Webber used that trust to sabotage
a missile we were disarming.

We at zero volume yet?

All 35,000 liters pumped out.

Zero volume is confirmed.

Shut down pump,
prepare for disengagement.

Commence P-2 shutdown
and disengage.

The meters are oscillating!

We've got a charge reading here.

It's building up!

We got a 25-volt oscillation.

[ALARM BEEPING]

MAN [OVER P.A.]: Emergency alert.
Emergency alert.

Evacuate area.

- Evacuate area.
- [MEN YELLING]

Shut down all systems!
Bring in all back-ups.

Get the medevac choppers in!
Seal off this area, now!

Get it out, get it out!

MAN [OVER PA SYSTEM]:
Emergency alert.

Emergency alert...

Thermal incident
in facility three...

Thermal incident in
facility three...

Emergency alert.
Emergency alert.

The fumes, careful of the fumes.

MAN 1:
Where's that truck?

Get that foam
truck in there now!

MAN 2: We're damn lucky
the whole thing didn't go off!

[INDISTINCT YELLING]

He's conscious,
and breathing on his own.

Pete!

[WORKERS YELLING
BACK AND FORTH]

Oh, man, and Pete
thought it was his fault?

That's what we were
all supposed to think.

It was part of Webber's
plan to force Pete

into an early retirement,

so he could take over his job.

But when we found out the truth,

Pete retired Webber.

And Nikki and I rescued Webber's
hostage from a railroad car.

[SQUEAKING]

[HISSING]

Now what?!

[COUGHING]

What is this?
Open the door!

[COUGHING]

[GRUNTING]

[GRUNTING]

Take care of Amundi.

[SQUEAKING APPROACHING]

[SQUEAKING]

Huh, well...

two more for
the unemployment line.

So if it is this Webber guy,
why didn't he just kill Pete?

I don't know.

But it's starting to look like
whoever's got him wants us to follow.

Yeah -- why else would
they leave the hat

and the fishing stuff behind?

Well, he's playing games.

Mac!

Who do we know who
likes playing games?

Like dress-up and murder?

Murdoc.

Exactly.

Maybe he's after
all three of us.

Like that first time when he set
us up to meet at that junkyard.

Look at that.

"In memoriam.

Three dear friends,
taken before their time.

Peter Thornton..."

"Jack Dalton...
MacGyver."

[CLANKING]

What is going on?!

[GLASS BREAKING]

[GRUNTING]

[METAL CRUNCHING]

[GRUNTING]

Doors are jammed.

[BANGING]

Are you all right?

Whoever got us in here,
it wasn't Jack Dalton.

THORNTON:
It's Murdoc!

DALTON: You guys are lucky
you got out of there.

Oh, that Murdoc's
full of surprises.

Yeah, that guy's got a knack
for coming out of nowhere.

Murdoc does know this area.

Pete's cabin's
near here, isn't it?

Used to be.

Remember me, MacGyver?!

When last we parted
I had a couple of broken bones

and you left me with
a whole lot of burned flesh!

NIKKI: I saw that
maniac at Ellard's Store.

That's Murdoc.

He's not your normal
professional killer.

Get ready to break for the door.

Where are you going?

NIKKI:
Look out!

[GRUNTING]

Get the door!

Go! Run!

Get to the Jeep!

Your car or mine?

Mine.

- Oh, no.
- We'll take yours.

Keys.

That fire won't keep him
stalled for long.

[CLICKING]

This guy's a nut case.

Yeah, no kidding.

Oh, God...

Wait a minute. Quiet. Quiet!

[BEEPING]

What's that noise?

[BEEPING]

That's bad news.

[GLASS SHATTERING]

He's a maniac.

That guy never gives up.

No kidding.

As far as I'm concerned,

people who wear
masks are cowards...

or too ashamed
to show their faces.

Which are you?

Who are you?!

Mac.

Hold it, Jack.

It could be booby-trapped.

DALTON:
Who'd booby-trap a wallet?

Who'd booby-trap a bed?

Murdoc.

- Here are those papers.
- [CLICK]

Don't move.

So how long
you figure it'd be...

Why? What? What?

Didn't you hear a click
when you sat down?

That click...

like the kind you hear before...
kaboom?

It's probably a low-powered
charge, specially designed.

It's only gonna destroy the bed.

What about the guy on it?

Yeah, that, too.

Oh, boy.

Nice job.

Very clever.

Any attempt to defuse it,
is going to blow it.

Will you stop that?

It's nice to hear all this
professional appreciation,

but I happen to be the target.

Easy, stay cool, MacGyver.

The important thing to remember

is that with a charge like this,

it blows almost
completely straight up.

[GROANS]

All right...
give me your hand.

Give me your hand!

It's coming.

Now.

Huh?

Now!

[YELLING]

All right, Jack, that trail
goes back up to the road.

There's a phone
at Ellard's Store.

Take the Jeep, go for help.

Leave you and Pete?
No way, compadre.

It's our best chance.

Trust me.

- Who are you?
- Never mind. Just drive.

Careful, that thing
could be loaded.

[ENGINE REVS]

Jack, no!

He got you, too?

She, Pete.

It's a she.

You!

You know this lady?

The name is Deborah.

Well, you could have killed us
all a dozen times by now.

Why the game?

Oh, this is no game, Pete.

MacGyver and I have
some unfinished business.

Yeah. I remember some of your
unfinished business with MacGyver.

- Help me shove off, will you?
- Sure.

- Don't forget to lock up.
- I won't.

And don't forget
to call tonight.

- It's your turn to cook.
- It's a date.

You're the Deborah that blinded him
when the boat blew up?

MacGyver wasn't supposed
to be blind.

He was supposed to be dead.

So what do you want with us?

[SIGHS]

You should know, as a fisherman,

that live bait works best.

And you're just the bait.

MacGyver will be
joining us shortly,

I assure you.

[NOTE READ IN VOICE-OVER
BY DEBORAH]

[THUNDER CRASHING]

DEBORAH:
MacGyver?

[GASPS]

How about it, MacGyver?

[LAUGHS] Am I a sight
for sore eyes, or what?

Deborah.

- [THUNDER CRASHES]
- Okay, here we are.

Come on.

[THUNDER CRASHING]

[GLASS CRUNCHING]

Deborah... where are we?

Sorry it had to turn out
this way.

[THUNDER CRASHING]

[GASPING]

Come on, honey.

Don't make it so hard
on yourself.

Enough of this cat-and-mouse
nonsense.

You and I both know it's over.

[THUNDER CRASHING]

You know,
I have to admit it's been fun.

If the boat had finished you,
I'd like to think

I might have been a pleasant
dying memory for you.

Deborah?

You want to talk about this?

We did, don't you remember?

[CLANKING]

I gave you every chance in the
world to close the deal your way.

I'm a negotiator, MacGyver.

But no, you've got to be a hero.

You know, maybe Knapp will
name the marina after you.

[SPLASHING]

[ELECTRICAL POPPING]

[WHISPERING]
Pete... Jack.

Show yourself, MacGyver.

Show yourself now
or I'll kill them.

You know I will.

[GUNSHOT]

The next one goes
through Thornton's head!

All right.

You want to tell me
what this is all about?

It's about some
unfinished business, honey.

Killing you.

You made me fail
for the first time in my career.

So I spent the last two years
in prison wondering why.

What'd you come up with?

I paid the price...

because I let my feelings
get in the way.

[CHUCKLES]

You know, I've always been
able to find something

in my victims that I could hate.

It made my job so much easier,

gave me that edge.

[SIGHS]

So you see, MacGyver,
that's why you won...

because I couldn't find
anything about you to hate.

Sorry.

But look...

if this is about killing me...

why'd you go
to all this trouble?

I mean, you could have
picked me off a long time ago.

I needed to look you
in the eye...

to see if I could feel
what I felt before...

but then still pull the trigger.

Well?

Goodbye, MacGyver.

MacGyver?

[GRUNTING]

Help me, please.

Don't let me die.
I'm slipping.

You got me?

Give me your hand.
That's it.

All right.

- I got you.
- Okay.

Don't let me fall.

Pull.

[GASPS]

Mac?

I don't get it.

I had her.

She was safe.

You did more than anybody
else would have.

She made her choice.

The scorpion.

What?

Well, I just remembered

the old fable about
the scorpion and the turtle.

The scorpion wanted
to cross the river,

but he couldn't swim,
so he asked the turtle

if he could
ride across on his back.

The turtle didn't think
he had anything to fear

because the scorpion certainly
wasn't going to sting him

or they'd both drown.

So he said, "Sure, climb on,
I'll take you across."

But about halfway over,

the scorpion stung him anyway.

And just
as they were going under,

the turtle turned to the
scorpion and said, "Why?

Why did you do that?

Now we're both going to die."

Do you know what the
scorpion's answer was?

"Because it's my nature."

Good story, Pete.

Yeah.

Leaders of the
economic summit in Geneva

vowed to ratify the
interim agreement.

In other news, the war against
the powerful drug lords of Colombia

has taken a new and
dangerous direction.

Narco-terrorism has been
unleashed on the United States soil

with the same
degree of arrogance

as the declaration of war

made by the Medellin
cocaine cartel leaders

Against the Colombian
government last month.

Fonsico Echevirria, the first
of the 12 extraditables

to be placed in U.S. custody,

and described as one
of the world's richest men,

has retaliated.

Ten days ago,

His mercenaries kidnapped
a young American journalist.

Their hostage,
Alexander Shannon,

Son of United States senator,
Tom Shannon.

Young Shannon is the journalist

who exposed the inner
workings of the Medellin cartel

in a major book
published last year.

Sources indicate that
the cartel has demanded

Echevirria be released

with safe conduct
back to Colombia

in exchange for Shannon's life.

Authorities, however,
refuse comment,

only to state that Echevirria
will not be released

under any circumstances.

On Wall Street today,
the financial...

You are neglecting
your work, Mr. Shannon.

And so long as you are my guest,
you will earn your keep, yes?

Don't get your hopes up,
Mr. Shannon.

It seems no one in your
country wants you back.

So, Escobar, how do you
like runnin' a prison camp

along with your
construction business?

Ah, the bosses know that
I pick the most secure sites

for their cocaine laboratories.

Why shouldn't they trust me
to keep their prisoner of war, eh?

So I told my wife, maybe someday

I'll bring a good woman up here
for you to soak with in the hot tub.

What hot tub?

The one that I brought up
in the net.

Over there.

I don't order no
stinking hot tub.

Come on. Let's open it.

It's stupid.

Why would anybody
send me a hot tub?

Maybe the bosses thought
it would keep you happy.

I think the bosses spend
too much time in California.

Alexander Shannon?

Name's MacGyver.

American?

Proud of it.

I came to get you out of here.

You D.E.A.?

No, Phoenix Foundation.

We find we don't have to
cut through as much red tape

to do this sort of thing.

I'll meet you behind
the storage area.

Uh, look, don't think me
ungrateful, but what's your plan?

I brought climbing equipment,

everything we need
to get off the mountain.

Then we take a little boat ride.

I've got a problem. Your plan?

I tried it last week
without the climbing equipment.

Great.

You got any other ideas?

Yeah, the chopper.
It's all there is.

We got to get to it.

I guess we're just gonna
have to wait another 10 days.

I don't think you or my
makeup will last that long.

Okay.

New plan.

Where can I get four
or five hours of privacy?

Lunch is over. The mess hall.

Okay.

You're gonna have
to help me on this.

I need a bunch of plastic.

Uh, something like,
uh, garbage bags.

Heavy-duty kind.

Heavy-duty garbage bags?

Yeah. And this
bamboo scaffolding,

about 100 feet should do it.

Can we discuss this?

No.

You don't want to know.

Right now, you've got to
find an excuse to assemble

the scaffolding
under that lean-to.

Can you handle that?

I think so.

Good.

Oh, and duct tape.

I'll need lots of duct tape.

Duct tape?

Hey, you! You, Shannon!

Where are you going
with that bamboo?

Uh, I thought I'd move
into the shade, Mr. Escobar.

That way I'll work faster.

All right.
Be sure you do.

A cement mixer?

MacGyver.

Garbage bags.

More duct tape.
Lots of duct tape.

You're doing good.

How you holdin' up?

- Fine.
- That's good.

'Cause now I need you
to build me five basic frames.

Two of 'em, twenty by five,
one, nine by two,

And two, nine by six.

Slip 'em under the tent
flap as you finish 'em.

Oh! And another tire.

Uh, one of the
wheelbarrows ought to do it.

Oh, my God.

I just figured out
what you're doing.

You know what I think?
I think you're crazy!

Give me a few hours,
you'll know for sure.

I've got one section left.

I have a hunch we're
about to have company.

We'll make it. Just one minute.
We'll make it.

We don't have a minute.
They're coming.

Hold them off.

Get in here! Let's go!

Buckle up!

It'll never fly!

You don't know that!

It flies.

It really flies!

Of course!

Home, sweet home, sweet home.

Yeah.

And another one behind us.

MacGyver, I thank you.

And the Shannon family
thanks you.

Yeah.

Pete,

you want to tap into
some of your other agents

for the next month or two?

I'm about to take
a very long nap.

Done.

Oh, uh, one thing.

The Medellin cartel
is not too happy about

this great escape of yours,
so, uh, watch yourself, okay?

Good night, Pete.

Good night.

Want to hit the light?

Yeah, hit the lights.

Hello? Hello, MacGyver!

Remember me, MacGyver?

It's been a while.

Think. Mission City, Minnesota.

You were a senior in high school,
I was in 7th grade.

We lived next door
to each other.

Zoe?

Zoe Ryan?

I'm glad that the Colombian
rescue I read about

didn't completely
soften your brain.

- You did this?
- What's the matter?

You don't think the weaker sex
is up to a task this formidable?

You did! You did this!

Do you remember what
Jack Dalton always used to say

when we were kids
in the neighborhood?

"If you want MacGyver's help,

first you have to get his
full and undivided attention."

I think I did it. Don't you?

You've lost it, Zoe.

You are completely out of it.

And you haven't changed a bit.

You always used to
say stuff like that to me.

That's because you
were always a pest.

Like now.

Well, does this mean
you're not gonna help me?

That's right.

Well, I'm going then.

Nice to see you again, MacGyver.

No, wait, wait, wait, wait.

What?

Give me the rope.

Does this mean
you're gonna help me?

It depends on what
you want me to do.

Well, it's not illegal or anything,
if that's what you're thinking.

Hey, did I tell you
that I got promoted?

You are now looking at a full
associate professor in archaeology.

Congratulations.
It doesn't answer my question.

Oh, well, I found this
great lead in Greece.

It's an artifact
that's incredible,

and these guys wanted
to put up a grant,

but they don't anymore because
I caught on they were playing games.

And, anyway, the dean
shut down the whole project,

and I don't have a lot
of money to play with.

You'd think the
faculty would pitch in,

but those idiots think I'm
going off the deep end,

just because I dared to ask a
few too many picky questions...

Zoe...

...about their 50 years
of precious research.

Which I think is the
most unmitigated...

Zoe...

...narrow minded, male dominated,
myopic bunch of...

Hey! Slow down.
Zoe, will you hold it?

What?

Just tell me what
you want me to do.

Help me find the Holy Grail.

Indiana Jones already did that.

I saw the movie.

MacGyver, be serious.

You be serious.

I am.

Here we are.

Terrific.

You bet, terrific.

When I show you what I have
and what we're after,

you're gonna thank me
a thousand times over

for providing this opportunity.

- Yeah, I'm sure.
- Ryan!

Hold it right there!
I want to talk to you.

Another fan?

Bull Grogan. He's a fascist pig.

Hi, coach.
What can I do for you?

I want you to see somethin'.

This is my friend, MacGyver.

Follow me!

Why do I get the feeling
that being your friend

could be dangerous?

Look. Just look at that!

Those are my students. So?

"So"? What "so"?

That's my football field and
there's a game tomorrow night.

And that field used to be an
Indian village about 200 years ago.

Listen, coach.

Your department has about
a hundred zillion dollars.

Mine is almost broke.

Now what's the more
important contribution here?

A bunch of your neanderthals
crushing bones every Saturday night

so that the male ego can
go on another feeding frenzy,

or my students getting
their young minds nourished,

learning to draw on the past

so that maybe we can
develop a more humane future.

It's not a bad question.

They had better be out of there

and that field back to playing
condition before Saturday's game,

or your department's
not only gonna be broke,

it's gonna be annihilated!

Gosh, he bugs me.

Sometimes, I think the
whole faculty is against me.

Well, I wouldn't have any
doubts about the coach.

Well, they'll see.

Just wait till I prove it to 'em.

Just wait till you and I
come up with the evidence.

This, uh, Holy Grail?

Yeah, what I'm about to
show you, Mr. MacGyver,

is going to knock
your socks off.

Stop him! Stop him!

Don't let him get away!

Why didn't you stop him?

Was he carrying anything?

My God, I hope
he didn't find it.

Oh, please, please, please,
let it be here.

Who was that guy?

I can't prove it,

but probably one
of Von Leer's goons.

Whose goons?

You know, Erich Von Leer.
That fat cat from South Africa

who darn near controls the
world market in precious stones.

And a world class thief,
in my humble opinion.

Well, why would this Von Leer
be so interested in

whatever it is
you're looking for?

It's kind of complicated.

Zoe, everything about
you is complicated.

Try me.

Well, Von Leer put up a
grant for my last expedition.

Only I didn't know
it was Von Leer.

The school ran the money through
a department account, you know?

Yeah.

So, the second I got back
from Greece with my find,

Von Leer was banging
on the dean's door

trying to put up another grant to
finance the follow-up expedition.

Yeah.

Only this time I find out that
Von Leer has his fingers in the pot.

So, I told 'em all
to kiss off and die,

'cause with their money
comes their control, you know?

So, the dean went nuts.

Pulled the plug on
the whole project.

That's why I got you to
volunteer for the mission.

Now, they're trying
to steal the artifact.

I got it!

He didn't find it.

I got it.

Look, I got it. It's safe.

That's swell.

MacGyver.

MacGyver!

Where are you going?

Home.

- Are you all right?
- No.

But, I'll take my chances.

And should you choose to
set me adrift at sea once again,

so be it.

I'll still be a lot better off
than I am right now.

Then you're not gonna
help me find the Holy Grail?

That's right.

But you have to.
I don't have anyone else.

Zoe, is it any wonder?

Did anyone ever tell you that you
operate about 15 degrees off center?

I'm misunderstood sometimes.
That's all.

I don't think the coach
misunderstood his football field.

I, for sure, did
not misunderstand

my houseboat ending up
in the middle of the bay,

Or the way my jaw
feels at this moment.

Over a souvenir pillow!

- Come on!
- This?

It's not this. Look.

Look here.

This is Diana's mirror.

It was made by Ambrose,

One of the 12th century's
greatest alchemists.

- Look at it.
- I'm not interested.

But it holds the key to a
secret that's over 800 years old.

Ambrose's secret. Look.

I am absolutely not interested.

A secret that some people think
could solve the mysteries of life.

For crying out loud, MacGyver,
why don't you just look at it?

I am...

Not...

He is coming, Mr. Von Leer.

Diana's mirror.

- Where is it?
- I didn't find it.

They came in on me.

They?

The professor and... and
some guy she was with.

I've never seen him before.

But they saw you.

Oh, that's no problem.
I don't think they can I.D. me.

You don't think.

With all that's at risk, you're
entirely too casual, Mr. Ahriman.

Casual? When she found
that gold mirror in Greece,

I started believing
all that legend jive.

About a giant ruby
and a hidden temple

and a billion or so in
precious stones, so,

you don't have to worry about me,
Mr. Von Leer, I've got the big picture.

Shima thinks there's much
more than just treasure at risk,

don't you, Shima?

You mean, all this hocus pocus
about the grail

and, uh, finding the
elixir of eternal life?

Well, I ain't gone
quite that far overboard.

Now, don't tell me you buy
into Shima's mumbo jumbo.

Do you?

I look at it this way.

If Shima's correct, we'll all
have a great deal more time

to enjoy the proceeds
from the treasures

of the Temple of the Holy Rose,
won't we?

Yeah, well, I'll be more than happy
to spend my cut as a mere mortal.

I don't think you'll have that
opportunity, Mr. Ahriman.

Shima.

Well, now we must attend to
the professor and her new friend.

So with the help of
the Ambrose legend,

I tracked Diana's mirror
through 13 digs.

Four years it took me.

I found it in an Ottoman ruin,

so, now I want to find the
Temple of the Holy Rose,

where Ambrose hid all of the
artifacts of Diana and the grail.

The stuff neolithic
societies worship.

Because when I do, when we do,

we'll prove that society took a
wrong turn about 5000 years ago.

We'll prove that the human race
used to get along with one another.

Zoe...

That men and women lived as equals,

and people, people
were loving and nurturing,

and had a reverence for nature.

- Zoe, slow down.
- They didn't destroy their environment,

but cared for it.

And most important,
they lived without war.

- Okay, but...
- And if the human race

can live in peace once,
they can do it again.

Don't you see? If we can prove

that we're not destined to
hurt and persecute each other,

maybe we can get back on track
before we annihilate ourselves.

Okay!

But what has all that
got to do with this?

I told you.

Diana's mirror is the key
to finding the temple.

No, you haven't
told me anything.

What temple?

I believe Zoe is speaking of
the Temple of the Holy Rose.

It's the resting place of the
Cauldron of Regeneration,

otherwise known
as the Holy Grail,

related to the goddess Diana.

Thank you.

Professor Wycliff, hi.

This is my friend, MacGyver.

Oh, yes, the man you said
you were going to recruit

to help with your
follow-up expedition.

That escape of yours in Colombia

was very interesting reading,
Mr. MacGyver.

Well, pardon me
if I seem rude, professor,

but I'm not real sure
I'm going anywhere.

Not until I know
where and what for.

- And I don't.
- You don't?

I'm afraid in
Professor Ryan's zeal,

to change the
direction of archeology,

or society, for that matter,

she does assume a level of
knowledge one does not yet possess.

Perhaps the two of us can,
uh, help fill in the blanks?

The vault here
is environmentally controlled

to preserve these rare
illuminated manuscripts.

Ah, here we are.
The story of Ambrose.

The legend goes on to say

that the great alchemist Ambrose

protected the artifacts

and the grail of all
the female deities

from destruction by the church,

by building a secret temple.

There we are.

Beautiful, isn't it?

The story of Ambrose.

The temple he built

is supposedly 100
fathoms in diameter,

surrounded by 72 chapels

made of blue
sapphires and emeralds,

and in the center of the building,
under the dome,

is where the holy vessel is kept.

The Cauldron of Regeneration.

And you really think this temple
Ambrose built really exists, huh?

Until Zoe found Diana's mirror,

supposedly wrought
by Ambrose himself,

I was prepared to relegate the
stories of the bards to myth and legend,

but, now...

Now, we have the first piece
of the Ambrose puzzle.

The first piece?

The legend holds
Ambrose created three artifacts

to symbolize the mother goddess,

and dispersed
them across Europe.

And you got to
have all three together

to point the way to the temple.

Diana's mirror,

the Scepter of the Triple Deity,

and the Holy Rose itself.

That's why Von Leer was so hot
to put up another grant.

So we could lead him
right to the booty.

Well, Von Leer and his
grants are behind us now.

I don't think so.
Someone was just in my office.

I'm positive they were
trying to steal the mirror.

Oh?

And my money says
Von Leer is behind it.

If he finds the temple first,
everything that can turn a buck for him

will be melted down,
chopped up, reset and sold

before one scholar
gets a look at it.

And we can't let that happen.

Finding Diana's temple
and all of the artifacts

could start a
scholastic revolution.

Zoe...

Turn a whole school of fuzzy
academic thinking completely around.

Are you done?

That's my dream. To do that.

You have Diana's mirror.

Where does it point?

To the Scepter.

But, I'm afraid Professor Ryan
is still trying to work out

the problem of where
it may be located.

No more.
I figured it out last night.

According to the
great alchemist himself,

it's in the
Abbey of Saint Acerinus.

He says, and I quote,

"et ibi aliquando sese exorciza

tu daemon foede."

"And once there, exorcise thee,
thou unclean spirit."

I've heard a phrase
like that before.

- What does it mean?
- I don't have a clue.

But, we'll find out
when we get there.

Where is there?

London.

London.

An 800 year old abbey
in the middle of England?

Chances are it's not
even standing anymore.

Then we'll dig.

I'm not that good with a shovel.

Come on, MacGyver, I need you.

Why? Why me?

Because when I think of all the
brilliant things that Ambrose did

to protect what was
good and decent,

he reminds me of you.

So what better person
to help solve his mystery?

That's quite a compliment,
Mr. MacGyver.

Or quite a snow job.

What do you say? Will you go?

Your Ambrose was quite a guy.

Oh, thank you.

Ryan and MacGyver.
Just grab our bags.

We're gonna be back
to check in later.

Later? Wait a minute.
What later?

I was thinking of taking a shower,
grabbing something to eat,

Freshening up a little bit.

MacGyver, the find of a lifetime
is out there waiting for us

And you want to ding around
with personal comforts?

It's been waiting 800 years.

I don't think another day
is gonna matter.

A day? You want to
wait until tomorrow?

I already can't eat,
thinking about it.

I would not sleep a wink if
I had to wait until tomorrow.

What are you trying
to do, ruin my health?

Me ruin your health?

Forgive me, mate, but do I keep
the meter ticking or what?

Oh, all right.

Drop us at the
Abbey of Saint Acerinus.

You're the greatest.

Yeah. Me and Ambrose.

There's no abbey in
my book called Acerinus.

Acerinus.

It's section 2, lot 5,
parcel 16 in Chelsea.

Ducky, do I look
like a surveyor?

Oh, yeah.

Corner of Whittingham and Bellows.

Think you can find that?

They are on their way.

Make sure they have
a proper greeting.

Well, I'll bet you old Ambrose
never expected this.

Hey, at least the building
is still standing. Come on.

Hello?

Hello yourself.

No need to holler, dearie,
you'll raise the dead.

Um, hi. We...
We'd like a couple of tickets.

And I'd like to oblige a
handsome bloke such as yourself,

but as you can see,

Jamie and me are just in the
process of closing up for the day.

Aren't we, Jamie?

It's only 3:00.

It's Monday, dearie.
At 3:00 on Monday,

Jamie stands watch while
I go to see me hairdressers.

You'll have to come
back tomorrow, love.

- Shoot.
- Uh, Eunice,

Here's a little something
for your hairdresser.

For being late.

Well, now,

Isn't he just the
smooth one, all right?

Ten minutes. You hear?

Ten minutes.

Come along, James.

Isn't he just the
smooth one all right?

Now there's a
comprehensive vision

of Christianity's
gory history for you.

Any idea of how to start
looking for a scepter in here?

Start thinking like your
ancient counterpart.

How would he have hidden it?

What was that inscription
on Diana's mirror?

Iter nunc face ad abbatiam...

Now, come on.

My Latin is very rusty.

"Journey now to the
Abbey of St. Acerinus.

Once there, exorcize thee,
thou unclean spirit."

"Exorcize thee,
thou unclean spirit."

I know I've heard
that phrase before.

That's it, of course.

That's what?
You're onto something?

Michele Borges' new baby.

Uh, she and her husband, Mike,
both work at the Phoenix Foundation.

Well, terrific, but what does
that have to do with anything?

I went to their baby's
baptism last month,

And during the ceremony,
the priest said the same thing.

"Exorcize thee,
thou unclean spirit."

Get it? Water...

Baptism! Baptismal!

You're right. And there
should be one in here.

Part of the building structure.

From what I can remember
of 12th century architecture...

that should be it.

Take these panels down.

No scepter.

Look. Look here.

Yeah, aren't these markings
like the one on the mirror?

The same.

The points fit in the slots.

Hallelujah, Ambrose.

Three scepters!

Well, that makes sense.

Mother of creatures,

lunar virgin,

Huntress.

Next step, the Holy Rose.

I'm afraid you're in for a
major disappointment, ducky.

But I'll give your best to me
hairdresser all the same.

Come on, move out of there.

Von Leer.

Yes, professor.

You've made it
quite difficult for us.

Yeah, she's very good at that.

And MacGyver of the
Phoenix Foundation.

We looked you up.

Good. Glad to hear it.

Impressive credentials.

In fact, I've determined that you're
far too dangerous to have around,

so I've had to make a
very difficult decision.

The professor will accompany me

and provide the
appropriate interpretations

to the secrets of Ambrose
so we may find the treasure.

And you will die.
Shima, shoot him.

No!

I swear, you touch him,
these scepters get wiped out.

You'll never find the temple.

Well,

looks like she's got you
in what we call a standoff.

You're right.
You're absolutely right.

She must care a great
deal for you, Mr. MacGyver.

Eunice, get the car ready.

Yes, sir.

Mammon, introduce Mr. MacGyver
to the, uh, sarcophagus, would you?

What are you doing?

I'm giving you the opportunity to
make a more considered decision.

Now, professor, I do wish you'd
reconsider your previous threat.

You see, as the water
level in this tank lowers,

it fills the spoon,

which then triggers the ratchet

and lowers the blade.

One of the more ingenious
devices of the inquisition,

wouldn't you say?

In a minute or so, Mr. MacGyver
will begin to suffer terribly.

When it's all over,
he'll be half the man he was.

You dirty, rotten, simple-minded
excuse for a human being.

If one hair on his head is...

Control yourself! You have a
very important decision to make.

All right! Stop it!

A wise decision.

Hurry up, hurry!

Come on.
Get him off of there.

Escort her to the car. Now!

What about MacGyver?

Von Leer!

Von Leer!

You...

You're very fortunate to have
such caring friends, Mr. MacGyver.

I'm sure that your expertise
would be very useful

in our quest for the
Temple of the Holy Rose,

but, uh,

as I said before,
you're just too dangerous.

Intriguing, isn't it?

Last time on MacGyver.

Just tell me what
you want me to do.

Help me find the Holy Grail.

All this hocus-pocus
about the grail

and, uh, finding the
elixir of eternal life.

What I am about to show you,
Mr. MacGyver,

is gonna knock your socks off.

This is Diana's mirror.

I am absolutely not interested.

But it holds the key to a secret
that's over 800 years old.

Ambrose's secret.

Diana's mirror,

the Scepter of the Triple Deity,

and the Holy Rose itself.

And you gotta have all three together
to point the way to the temple.

You have Diana's mirror.

Where does it point?

London.

Hallelujah, Ambrose! Three scepters!

Von Leer.

Introduce Mr. MacGyver to the,
uh, sarcophagus, would you?

You see, as the water level
in this tank lowers,

it fills the spoon,

which then triggers the ratchets
and lowers the blade.

In a minute or so, Mr. MacGyver
will begin to suffer terribly.

And when it's all over,
he'll be half the man he was.

- Take her out.
- What about MacGyver?

Intriguing, isn't it?

All right, Ambrose, this is it.

Yeah!

Yes!

Excuse me.

Excuse me?

What's that? Who's there?

Over here.

Uh, could you give me a hand?

I trust your trip was pleasant.

What's become of
Professor Ryan and MacGyver?

She's here with us,
and MacGyver is dead.

You killed him?

It doesn't matter who did
what to whom, professor.

She refused these resources
to interpret the scepters.

I hope they'll
prove useful to you.

I don't like any of this.

It wasn't part of
our arrangement.

You've been paid,
so you're involved!

In the grants,
in passing the information,

in acquiring this book,
and in MacGyver's death.

You are totally involved,
to the end.

Here you go, love.

A traditional English breakfast.

Cold toast, runny eggs,
and prune juice?

Swell.

Ungrateful little wretch,
is what you are.

I'd say you better eat up.

Could be your last meal,
you know.

Hey!

That's what I think of
your lousy breakfast!

You tell 'em I think their
traditional English breakfast stinks!

I want hot toast with butter,

scrambled eggs,
and orange juice.

Fresh-squeezed orange juice.

You could have been killed!

Never thought I'd owe my life
to a traditional English breakfast.

How did you ever find me?

I followed Wycliff.

Wycliff?

Ow!

Wycliff?

Of course!

He's got to be the reason they
knew we were gonna be at the abbey.

You figured that out.

Sure.

Then you made a few phone calls

and found out that he
was flying to London,

Probably on the Concorde,
and they can only land at Heathrow.

So you hung out at the airport,
he showed up, you followed him,

and that's that.

Like falling off a log.

How did you get out
from under the big blade?

Uh, fancy footwork.

Come on, we're out of here.

No! We have to find
the Ambrose artifacts.

No, we have to
get you out of here.

These guys are dangerous.

But Wycliff is here.
And why do you think he's here?

He's here because they need him
to interpret the scepters, that's why.

We can't let him do that.

MacGyver, it's too important.
Please!

Okay. Fine.

We'll get the Ambrose artifacts.

Terrific!

How?

Good question.

Where'd you say
they had the artifacts?

Downstairs in the study.

The study have a fireplace?

It does. Why?

I'm afraid I have an idea.

Now what?

Nothing. Just wait here.

Wait?

MacGyver, I want to help.

I don't need any help.

- But I...
- I don't need any help.

Okay.

What have you found?

The first scepter.

The Latin phrase is:

"Journey beyond Kasarasburgus

to the crossroads of Triacriae"

What does that mean?

It must be a village or a city
somewhere in Europe that...

It's just a matter of time.
I'll find it.

About the grail,

if, uh, Shima's correct about
the Philosopher's Stone...

He is not correct!

Shima's cult of
hashish-smoking fanatics

have been spewing that
rubbish for 200 years.

There is no Philosopher's Stone...

or Red Earth...

or any other
elixir of eternal life.

You seem very sure
of yourself, professor.

I'm an educated man,
Mr. Von Leer.

It is my greed which has
hopelessly entangled me

in your web of
intrigue and murder,

Not Shima's hashish-induced
hallucinations of eternal life.

You believe what you like,
professor,

and so shall I.

Ah, here we are.

The Latin writing on
the second scepter says:

"And once there,
perform the Ritual of the Rose

and it will be revealed."

Perform the Ritual of the Rose?

Well, what does
that mean to you?

Nothing. I'll have to
research rose rituals.

It... It could take some time.

This could take forever!

I think it's time

to painfully convince Professor Ryan
to become involved.

No. I won't have
any part of that.

Besides, you know
I can't allow her to see me.

Don't you think she's
figured you out by now?

What are you saying?

We met them at the abbey.

Who else but you
knew they'd be there?

Now, the third scepter.
What does that say?

It's even more complex.

A-Apparently, after performing
the Ritual of the Rose,

Ambrose says, "Then one
should look beyond the open petal

and seek the sacred stone,

there to find the message of the
goddess and the key to her temple."

Here you are.

I suppose you understand
nothing of that as well.

It will take research.
The answer is here.

It's just a matter
of time to find it.

Eunice, bring the woman here,

and send in Shima.

Right you are, sir.

Now, where do you begin?

First, this ancient place,
Kasarasburgus,

We have to find out
what it's called today.

- Where it is, if it still exists...
- Mr. Von Leer.

It's MacGyver!

- Which way did he go?
- Who?

MacGyver! He's got the artifacts.

- You mean he's not dead?
- Did you see him?

No, sir, he's not
been up this way.

Bring the woman!

MacGyver's alive.

Search the halls.
Alert the guards, quickly.

He must be found.
You remain here.

I will see to the
search for MacGyver.

I want him shot on sight.

Have you seen anything?

No, but keep looking.

Come on, Zoe!

Got it, got it, got it.

Let's go, dearie.

Hey! Down there!

The girl's gone
and flown the coop.

You'd better tell Mr. V straightaway.

Now we've got two
of 'em on the loose.

All right.

Well, now.

Ain't you just the one, ducky?

"Ain't you just the one, ducky?"

All right, let's go. Stay close.

Why are we stopping?

To find the right road
back to London.

We can't go back to London.

- Oh, we can't?
- No, Wycliff studied this stuff.

He probably already knows
where to find the Holy Rose.

No, from what I heard,
he was kind of stuck.

Well, he's not
gonna be for long.

The first part of the Ambrose
riddle is easy, if you ask me.

"And journey now
beyond Kasarasburgus

to the crossroads of Triacriae."

Kasarasburgus.

Also known as Caesar's Camp.
Cherbourg.

France?

Yeah, look here.

We're here at Weymouth.
Here's Cherbourg.

It can't be more than 75 miles.

Across the English Channel, Zoe!

Look here,
two miles up the road.

- Private airstrip.
- Right.

We can charter a plane,
be there in no time.

MacGyver, I can't
express to you enough

how important this is.

Okay! Okay!

You don't have to
talk me into anything.

- I don't?
- No.

Because it's quite obvious
what we have to do now

is find the Holy Rose
that will lead to the temple,

so you can put the
artifacts together

and start teaching the world what
it's like to be human again, right?

Right.

Yes! Yes.

So let's get to Cherbourg.

Mr. Von Leer, they have escaped.

Now what, professor?

Kasarasburgus is in France.

Today it's known as
the city of Cherbourg.

Tell Mammon to
get the helicopter.

I got the crossroads
figured out.

It's where the three sacred
roads of pilgrimage end

at a ruin about 20 miles
south of Cherbourg.

Right here, just off the coast.

What about the
Ritual of the Rose?

That one, I'm stuck.

You know, Zoe,

you're talking about changing a
whole lot of this world as we know it.

I hope you're not too
disappointed if it doesn't happen.

That's it.

That's the ruin.

See that ring of rocks?

Yeah, what about 'em?

As far as I can tell,

they're not
indigenous to this area.

How many petals did Ambrose
say were on the Holy Rose?

Five.

Wait a second.

Ring of rocks. That's it.
"Ring Around the Rosie."

It's a mummers' ritual.

"Pocketful of posies"
refers to a cave full of flowers

and "all fall down"
is the grim reaper

bringing an end to
the fertility season.

I got a feeling you're
about to suggest

we go down there and play
"Ring Around the Rosie."

My research indicates the ruin

should lie about 20 miles
south of Cherbourg.

What makes you so
sure the Holy Rose

is within the circle
of rocks at this ruin?

The history of
that particular ruin.

No one's been able to comprehend

why those five stones
were brought there.

They're indigenous to the
southern coast of Britain.

And there's a stone sculpture that
carries a puzzling Latin inscription

the French have
studied for years.

It's my belief that it's another
of Ambrose's messages.

The final clue, so to speak.

"Pocketful of posies."

"Hush. Hush. Hush."

"We all fall down."

So if we're on the ground,

maybe Ambrose wants us to be
looking low for something, huh?

"Perform the Ritual of the Rose

and it will be revealed."

MacGyver!

That is the mother
of creatures symbol.

Where's the scepter?

Notches match.

It fits!

I'm getting butterflies.

Here's another one.

Fits again.

The scepters look like they
could work as, uh, pivot points.

MacGyver, look here.

What do you make of this one?

A lock.

My stomach is killing me.

Oh, my God!

The Ambrose legend
says the casket of gold

holds the flower of the goddess.

That's some flower.

The Holy Rose.

We found it, MacGyver!

What was the next step?

Um, "and look
beyond the open petal

and seek the sacred stone.

There to find the
message of the goddess

and the key to the temple."

How are you doing?

Almost have it.

Take a look here.

Another scepter lock?

Nothing. That's strange.

So is this message.

"Rest Diana's mirror
upon the sacred tree.

When the garment
of the great goddess

covers the Holy Rose,
the power of the trinity

will open the world and
give birth to a new beginning."

Okay, the scepters can represent
the power of the trinity,

and we have the mirror
and the Holy Rose.

What would represent the
garment of the great goddess?

It's an ancient
reference to the sun.

The sun?

You're kidding.

No.

He couldn't.

Could he?

What?

This stone, here.

It represents a
sacred tree, right?

Yeah, it's symbolic of Diana's grove.
They're all over Europe.

MacGyver, you're torturing me.
What?

Well, if this is
what I think it is,

your Ambrose was a genius.

And if that cloud would move,
I'd show you why.

Cloud?

What does a cloud
have to do with anything?

I think these five artifacts
together on this stone

make up an optical pump.

An optical pump?

Yeah.

When the sunlight
hits this mirror,

it concentrates the light into the
opening here on the Holy Rose.

- The garment of the goddess.
- Yeah.

Then the light bounces
around the ruby

and gains some intensity from the
gold surface surrounding the stone.

Then the light comes out here,

it gets pumped through the three
lenses here on the scepters.

That's the power of the trinity!

Ambrose invented
an optical pump!

In principle, anyway.

Great!

What is an optical pump?

A laser.

Ambrose invented
an ancient ruby laser.

And it's brilliant!

We didn't come up with
this principle until the 1960s.

740 years later!

Why did he do it? What's it for?

I think he tells us why right there.

To give birth to a new beginning.

And I'd be willing to bet this
wall represents Ambrose's world.

Oh, my, you think
that the temple

has something to do
with that mountain?

We'll know in a minute.
The sun's coming out.

It works.

Ambrose invented the laser.

Do regular lasers do that?

No. He must have impregnated
his wall with gunpowder.

MacGyver.

"And give birth to
a new beginning."

Oh, my God!

It's the Temple of the Holy Rose.

Ambrose built it, all right.

In miniature.

Look, MacGyver. He did it.

Ambrose collected
the artifacts of peaceful,

Earth-nurturing,
loving societies.

He did it!

They've found it!

So, now they've located
the Temple of the Holy Rose,

Are you still opposed
to eliminating them?

I've said it before:

I don't want any part of that.

Very well.

Shima, open the door for
the professor, would you?

He wants to get off.

No. No!

Where did the legend
say the grail was kept?

In the center of the building,
under the dome.

Well, Ambrose sure
gave it a nice home.

What do you think?

I think myths and dreams
come from the same place.

But if this grail symbolizes

the highest spiritual potential
of human compassion,

then I think you've got something
really important to talk about.

Thanks, MacGyver.

Thanks for everything.

Excuse me for interrupting
this charming, tender moment.

I'm only sorry you won't be able
to enjoy the fruits of your labors.

It is the Philosopher's Stone.

The Red Earth.

Bring it here!

You guys are really sick,
you know that?

Your basic, sunk-to-the-bottom,
slime-ball sick!

Zoe!

Don't stir 'em up any
more than they are.

Our quest has finally ended,
Mr. Von Leer.

Yes, yes. Give it to me.

I want to touch it.

We could have never
found the Red Earth

without your resources,
Mr. Von Leer.

The Brotherhood of Hashishim
respects that.

Yes, yes. Yes, I know.

Now, let me have it!

I am sorry,

but you will not be among those

who drink the
nectar of eternal life.

What?

Mammon!

Kill them!

Shima is mine.

Any ideas?

Yeah, I think so. Come on.

Shima! Give it to me!

Now!

I am dying.

The Red Earth...

give it to me!

No!

Come on, let's go.

MacGyver, look.

All right, careful now.

That's far enough!

The Red Earth, the elixir...

is gone.

Scattered to the wind
by that fool.

But there could be
a formula with the treasure.

I will find it.

I will take the treasure!

You're dreaming, Von Leer.

There is no formula.

Ambrose built a museum
for the future.

Nothing less, nothing more.

Believe what you will.

It'll be the last thought
you'll enjoy in this lifetime.

I have a feeling deep down that
Ambrose wanted that cave sealed.

Maybe he thinks the world's not
ready to start turning that corner, huh?

Well, you still have this.

One artifact.

Gotta start somewhere.

That red stuff in here.
What do you think?

It was, uh...

Nope.

No? What, then?

800 years of dust.

What about that cloud moving
in just in the nick of time?

What do you think about that?

I think someone was on our side.

Yeah. Me, too.

MacGyver, man,

don't tell me this
piece of junk is yours.

Junk? You call this junk?

Chauncey, this happens
to be a classic, a '46 Chevy.

It belonged to my Grandpa Harry.

No wonder.
It's all wrong, man.

No good for the pretty girls.

I tell you what.
As a special favor to you,

I take the whole thing off
your hands, dents and all,

Two bills. What ya say, eh?

Dents? What dents?

All right, you're
twistin' my arms.

$350. $350!
That's my final offer.

No. I'm sorry, Chauncey.
It's just not for sale.

Okay. Don't say I didn't warn ya.

Stay single your whole life.

Wow. Nice wheels.

Oh.

A man can make an
honest mistake, can't he?

Good morning, Mrs. Delaney.

Top o' the mornin', dear.

And to you, too, piggy.

His name's Frog.
He's a dog, not a pig.

Oh, no. Not again!

Frog, come back here.

Frog!

"In the event something
happens to me while in prison,

and because none of you trust
each other any more than I do,

I leave you each
a piece of a map

To where I hid
the Black Corsage.

Each piece is a transparency..."

We know what it says, Deegan.

We got the same letter, remember?

Come on. Let's get the
thing and get outta here.

You did bring your piece of
the map, didn't you, Reynolds?

Let's see yours first.

March, show him your colors.

Your turn, partner.

Frog.

Just like the first
time I found you,

like a little frog
caught in a fish net.

Where'd she come from?

Forget her.

It's not on him.

The girl.

Phoenix Central.
Your access code, please.

This is Dolphin, code double red.
Please, hurry.

Stand by, Dolphin,
transferring now.

Get her!

Hello, Dolphin?

What's your location?

You hear me?

Are you there?

Dolphin, where are you?

Dolphin?

Operator.

Operator, this is
Sergeant Murphy, Homicide.

I want a trace on an open
line connected to 555-8181.

Hurry, I've got a
crime in progress.

One moment, sergeant.

That's the Phoenix Foundation.

555-3493.

Thank you, operator.
Very cooperative.

- We lost her.
- No, we didn't. Get in.

Pete, what's goin' on?

We've got a problem, MacGyver.

Dolphin went double red.

Sophia?

Yeah. Apparently the
Bulgarians don't approve

of one of their brilliant
young scientists defecting.

What happened?

We don't know, except
that she called from here,

And she hasn't called
again for safe pickup.

How much do the
police know about her?

Oh, nothing. And we
can't tell them anything.

It could expose our
whole relocation program.

Yeah, we gotta find her.

She's probably
scared out of her wits.

On the run, strange city,
strange language,

No friends to speak of,
except that crazy dog of hers.

And you.

I'll check her apartment.

I'll call the D.S.X., see if
there is a Bulgarian connection.

All right.

Turned her place upside down.
Nothing.

Who is this girl?

Maybe this'll tell us.

What are you, crazy?

Hey, Frog.

How you doin', baby?

Yeah, good to see ya.
How ya been?

Missed ya.

You forget your key?

Let's see what we can do here.

Yeah.

Good boy, Frog.

Sophia?

End of the road, jack.

Okay, Deegan, nice and easy.

MacGyver?

Colton?

Frank Colton?
What are you doing here?

Well, you first, slick.

The girl's in on it. That's why
they're after her, right?

In on what? What are you
talkin' about? Who's Deegan?

Hey, I'm askin' the questions.

A dog? I'm allergic to dogs.

Oh, don't do that!

Come on, Colton,
the cuffs, please.

Yeah, yeah.

I must have left
the keys in the car.

I think we better talk.

There you go, bro.

I thought your brother was
the bounty hunter in the family.

Hey, I taught him
everything he knows.

Besides, he's still
pickin' coconuts in Hawaii.

I took over his files.

What do files have
to do with this?

I can't tell you that.
Who's the girl?

Can't tell you that.

Glad we understand each other.

Look, I don't have time for this.
I got somethin' to check out.

Come on, Frog.

- Check out?
- Come on. Come on.

You mean, uh, like a lead?

Come on.

It's the girl, ain't it?

MacGyver, talk to me.
Talk to me.

You know where she
might be, don't ya?

Get up.

You're not holdin' out
on me, are ya, slick?

MacGyver, you can trust me.

I'll see ya later, Colton.

Hey, you gonna need me, slick.

You don't know how heavy
this Deegan is.

Don't say I didn't warn ya.

All right, I guess I won't
tell ya about the map.

What map?

Oh, nothin'.

Get in.

Come on, Frog.

Frog? That's his name? Frog?
Toad frog?

What kind of frog?
You name a dog "Frog"?

No wonder.
Look at that thing.

That's the ugliest dang dog
I've ever seen in my life.

What took you so long?

I found the houseboat
in the picture.

How about you?

The tap's in place.

According to the circuit memory,

the line hasn't been used again
since the call from the phone booth.

Which means she's
probably still out there.

That's the good news, Deegan.

The bad news is this
isn't just an ordinary girl.

What do you mean?

I mean, if the security on
this line is any indication,

we're dealing with
a well-kept secret.

Nope. Sophia never
showed up today.

Sophia?

Popular girl.

How's that?

Well, there were two other fellas here
asking about her, maybe an hour ago.

Thanks, Bob.

Deegan and March.

I don't remember you
mentioning any March.

I don't remember you
mentionin' any Sophia.

Move over, Frog.

Yeah, I've tried everywhere, Pete.

The only other place I can
think of is the research library.

I'm headed there now.

Well, I've checked with every
D.S.X. agent from here to Moscow.

There's nothing that
involves the Bulgarians.

It's gotta be something unrelated.
Something here.

We have to find out what it is.

Well, you might see
what you can dig up

on the names of
Deegan and March.

Got it.

Right.

What do you want?

Well, who asked you, frog-face?
Huh?

Here.

Now leave me alone.

Colton, it's time we
stopped playin' games.

We gotta level with each other.

What is this? Fish fillet?

Now, I hate fish.

Do you wanna hear
about the girl or what?

Wait, the girl.
What about the girl?

Her father was an
important official in Bulgaria,

Until he wrote a book
supporting democracy.

Bulgaria?

After he died mysteriously,

Sophia was arrested for
trying to publish the manuscript.

I helped her escape.
I smuggled her into Turkey.

Later on, she was
relocated to the States,

given a new identity,
a new life, the works.

She's a defector.

Now, let me get this straight.

There's nothin' in it for you.

Like what?

All you wanna
do is help this girl?

Yeah.

Now it's your turn.

You, um,

ever hear of the Black Corsage?

Originally owned by Cleopatra.

One of the largest
black pearls in the world.

Set in blue and yellow diamonds,

3,000, to be exact.

You could buy a small
African nation with this thing.

Uh, well, that's fascinating,

- but what's that got to do with...
- Deegan?

Well, he and three other
techno-bandits stole it.

They got past a
computerized security system

that would make Fort Knox look
like your grandma's cookie jar.

Finally, the one that
stashed the thing got caught.

Guy by the name of Simms.

The corsage was never found.

I still don't see the
connection here.

After Simms got
himself iced in prison,

I found out he left pieces
of a map to the others.

I tracked Deegan and
March to Expo Park.

Expo Park.

And to your girl.

I assumed she was with Deegan,

but if she was all
that you tell me,

the stiff in the park

must have been the
fourth member of the gang.

He must have transferred his
pieces of the map to her somehow.

That's why Deegan is after her.

So her being in Expo Park
was just an accident.

It was a matter of being in the
wrong place at the wrong time.

Yeah. Unfortunately, I got the
feelin' that Deegan ain't into irony.

If he gets to her before we do,

she'll wish she was
back in Bulgaria.

All right, Colton,
why are you into this?

I mean, there's no
bail money involved.

Same as you.

I'm doin' it to help people.

For the good of mankind.

Those jewels belong
back in a museum.

The insurance company didn't,
by any chance, put up a reward?

Well, yeah, a little one.

How little?

$90,000.

What a guy, huh?

Train number 48,
commuter service to San Diego,

is now boarding, track 9.

The Desert Wind,
train number 36,

service to Las Vegas,
Salt Lake City, and Denver,

is now boarding, track 4.

I have Dolphin on the line.

Put her through.

Dolphin, thank God!
Where are you?

Uh, two men, they're still after me.
I think I know why.

All right, tell me
where you are.

At the train station.

- Are you alone?
- Yes.

Good. Now listen carefully.

There's a diner
down the street called Flo's.

I want you to go there
and wait inside

until someone
comes to pick you up.

I'm scared.

Don't be. Just take it easy.

I'm going to send someone
that you can trust to bring you in.

An old friend.

An old friend, yes.
All right, but, please,

please tell him to hurry.

You heard her. She's got it.

Hey, I told you, I told you.
Come on.

No, no, little dog, not... not...

Wh-why don't you just
leave me alone, huh?

- No girl?
- No girl.

- What next?
- I don't know.

I'm runnin' a
little low on ideas.

Come on, get in the truck.

Move. Come on, up, up.
Dog, come on.

- Get in. Get in.
- Hello? Yeah, Pete.

We found Sophia.

She's waiting for you at Flo's Diner,
near the train station.

That's great.

And the other two names you
mentioned, Deegan and March...

High-tech robbers, the Black Corsage.
I got it all from Colton.

Colton? You mean Jesse?

No, I mean Frank.

Frank? Who's Frank?

Never mind. I'll explain later.

On my way.

Good mornin'.

- Whoa!
- Excuse me.

Stay, Frog.

No, Colton. No guns.

This Deegan is dangerous.

Hey, I don't care.
Just forget it.

And you stay put.

This is a secure pickup.

Anybody but me
shows up, she's gone.

Now stay!

Stay?

Spy stuff. Sheesh!

What do you want?

- Sorry.
- No problem.

Help ya, handsome?

Yeah, I'm lookin' for a girl.

Must be my lucky day.

Yeah, she's about 5'4",
dark hair, very pretty.

Wearin' a beige jacket
and a flower print dress?

She just took off
through the back.

Without payin' for
her coffee, I might add.

Here you go. Thanks.

Thanks.

Uh, he had to, you know,
he had to... had to...

- Never mind.
- Where's the girl?

- I don't know.
- You don't know?

Secure pickup, huh?

Where's he goin'?

Uh, what's the matter with him?

It's a flower print.
Must be Sophia's.

Frog?

Oh, no way, slick.

He's a frog, not a bloodhound.

Follow them. I'll take the car.

- Where'd he go?
- There.

I've chased some mean
and ugly things in my life,

but a dog?

You're not sneezin' anymore.

- There he goes.
- Yeah, there he goes.

Looks like we lost him.

Not yet.

Fish. Fish. I hate fish.

Frog! Come here. Come here.

What you doing here?

Over there.

Stay back!

You stay back!

Be cool, lady, be cool.

Sophia! It's okay. It's okay.

- MacGyver!
- He's a friend. He's a friend.

But what happened? You were...

You were supposed to
pick me up alone in the diner.

How did they know I was there?

They? Who's they?

I think she means us.

Don't even think about it, bro.

On the floor, now.

Lose the knife.

You're a hard woman
to find, Miss Ross.

Or should I call you Dolphin?

Get off me, you mutt!

No!

Now, I believe you
have something of mine.

A little map of Expo Park.

For the last time, where is it?

I don't know. I don't know.

You're afraid I'll kill you if
you tell me. You're wrong.

All we want is the map.

I don't believe you.

Then you leave me no choice.

Shoot 'em.

No! No, wait!

If I take you to it,

do you promise me
you won't hurt them?

I promise.

Your word of honor?

You can come back and release
them yourself once I have the map.

All right.

Good. Take her to the car.

Poor girl. Doesn't stand
a chance in this country.

MacGyver!

What?

You see what's ahead of us?

Oh, man!

Colton, try and work it
over your head.

I can't. It's too tight.
Ow, my shoulder.

Ow. Now let me try my leg.

- Frog!
- Where?

Good boy!

Come on, MacGyver.
There's no time for this.

Come here, boy.
Come on. Come on.

Look, I know
this is a long shot,

but there's a hose-jet
on the floor over here.

If I can get him
to bring it to me,

maybe I can spray the fuse box.

Short circuit. Yeah.

Hurry up!

All right, Frog! Frog, good boy!

All right, we're gonna play
a little game of fetch now.

I want you to bring me the
hose that's on the floor there.

That's it! That's it!

Yeah! Bring it to Uncle Mac.

No, Frog, the hose.

Frog!

He's not gonna do it.

Dang!

- Wait!
- What?

Over here.
He's over here now.

There's a knife over there.

If I can just get
him to bring it here...

We could cut the ropes.
Great idea! Hurry!

Frog, listen to Uncle Frank.

Nice doggie.

Bring me that friggin' knife.

Bring it over here.
Come on now. Come on.

Get the knife, you dang dog.

He's not gonna do it.

Ah, it's a lousy way to die!

No, there's another way.

There's gotta be.

So long, slick.

It's been real.

Yes! Yes!

Oh, yes.

Oh, no! Fish!

I hate fish!

Way to go, Frog!

What are you doin'?

Sheephead.

Teeth are as sharp as a razor.

Expo Park. Let's move it.

You sure? You all right?

Hey, we got to
save the girl, right?

Finally.
The last piece to my map.

The carousel.

Our map, Deegan. Not yours.

Hey, hey!

But my friends.

You gave your word.

Lady, you've got a lot to learn
about the English language.

There's too many people around.

We'll handle her at the park.

Come on, get in here, Frog.

We're late.

Nope. Early.

Come on.

Look.

Incredible!

It's been out in the
open all this time.

Hidden in plain sight.

Go get it.

Stay, Frog.

Good dog.

Oh, yeah!

Throw it over, March.

I said throw it over.

Deegan!

End of the road, jack.

All right.

All right, thanks.

Thanks for the quick report.
I owe you one.

Good news, MacGyver.

March talked his head off.

He linked Deegan
right to the murder.

And the Black Corsage is back
in the hands of its rightful owners.

Well, Frank,

I guess that makes
you a wealthy man.

Probably got enough now to
join your brother Jesse in Hawaii.

Ah, no way, slick.

Desert's more my speed.

No fish. You know what I mean?

Frog!

Uh,

listen, uh, Sophia,

I... I'm really sorry, but, uh,

in order not to compromise
your new identity, uh...

Look, I... I don't know
how to say it. Uh...

It's okay. I know.

Frog has to stay behind.

I've been through
this before, remember?

Goodbye, my little frog prince.

And don't worry.

They'll take good care of you.

And I'll always have you
right here, in my heart.

Thank you.

Goodbye.

Bye, baby.

Uh,

well, MacGyver, uh,

I mean, the pooch.

What's gonna happen to it now?

Well, I don't know, Pete.

- The pound, I guess.
- Huh?

Well, I don't want him.

- Do you?
- Me? No!

No, no, no, it's too ugly.

Besides, it's always
scratching and drooling.

Drools a lot.

You guys tryin' to con a con?

Hey, Frog, what do you say, boy?

You wanna come home
with Uncle Frank?

I don't think he understands you,
Uncle Frank.

Try to be yourself.

All right.

All right, you lousy,
no-good excuse for a dog.

Get your ugly mug in the car.

Yeah!

Control tower, all clear.

So, how did you do
this trip, MacGyver?

Do you think they'll
have a settlement today?

We're gettin' close, Danielle.

That's wonderful.

The Azmirs have been at war

with the Samadians for
a long time, haven't they?

Yep.

Why is the Phoenix Foundation
running the peace talk?

Why not the United Nations?

Well, sometimes a
private organization

can come up with
a fresh approach,

kind of cut through
all the red tape.

So the Phoenix Foundation
asked you to be part

of negotiating a settlement?

Sort of.

I volunteered.

Do all my questions bother you?

No.

If they stopped, I'd worry.

Thanks.

I'd really like to
have a job like yours.

I mean, I'd like to do something
important for peace some day.

Well, Danielle, you are.

Consider what you're doing as

shuttle diplomacy.

Good luck, MacGyver.

The 9th point of agreement

specifies the condemnation of

and the cessation of
all terrorist activities.

And the 10th, and, uh,
final point of agreement,

the establishment of a
neutral border corridor

between the Azmir Heights
and the Samadian Desert.

I think we're close.

Gentlemen, good news.

The Republic of Azmir

has agreed to sign
this peace proposal

with one amendment.

The immediate
withdrawal of all Azmir

and Samadian troops
from their present positions.

President Habad, if you
can agree to these terms,

we have our treaty.

I would like a moment
with my advisors.

Good work.

Whatever happens,
I wanna thank you both.

You've given a tremendous effort.

Listen, without your organization's
funding and persistence,

we would never even
have gotten up to the table.

Right now I just hope
President Habad

is listening to his own heart,
and not his minister of defense.

He doesn't seem
happy with the proposal.

Well, Yanif thinks peace
comes from the barrel of a gun.

But the progress we've made,
Mr. President,

has been the result
of military pressure,

not some promises on paper.

If we sign the peace agreement,

we risk what gains we've made.

Perhaps it is time
to risk peace, Yanif.

Now, gentlemen,

it seems that we have
benefited by the objectivity

of a private organization
promoting peace.

You have succeeded
where governments have failed.

Mr. Walker, your choice
of the Phoenix Foundation

to promote this initiative,

it was very astute.

Then you'll sign?

Well, when, as you say, we finish
crossing the T's and dotting the I's,

I will sign.

Excellent.

Then with your permission,
I would like to arrange for a meeting

with the Azmir delegation
for this afternoon.

We should be able to clear up
all the details by then.

That's fine.

I wanna push this signing
through as soon as I can.

We should be through here by 3:00.

I'll make the arrangements
with the Azmirs.

Gentlemen, lunch is
waiting on the terrace.

Ah, I am so happy
for this, Mr. Walker.

Sir, it's not such a hot day
that we need the umbrellas.

Take it down.

Oh!

Well, the table looks nice.

MacGyver.
MacGyver, come join us.

I am told the hotel has
prepared an excellent lunch.

Oh, no, thank you.
I'm not very hungry, actually.

I think I'll take a little walk.

Excuse me.

Move.

Move.

Everybody down!

Everyone inside!

Move it! Move! Move it!

This is Yanif.
What is happening?

I have MacGyver down here.
He saw everything.

Keep him there.

What's going on?

Your people know anything?

My men have spotted a sniper.

I'll notify the Swiss police.

Watch the trail.
The police will be here soon.

Aren't you taking your
differences with Habad a little far?

Habad's decision proves he's
too weak to lead us anymore.

Give me the gun.

What are you doing?

Giving the police their sniper.

It's got his prints all
over the weapon now.

Shoot him.

This is Yanif.

Put me in communication
with President Habad.

What is it, Yanif?

We have shot the sniper.

Is he an Azmir?

An American.

It's MacGyver. He's dead.

What in God's name went on here?

We'll know more after
a proper investigation.

He used this gun.

No way. Not a chance.

MacGyver never fired a gun
at anyone in his life.

Where is he?

I want the full story now,
step by step.

I saw him take aim and
I tackled him as the gun went off.

I got the gun away, but he ran.

I followed and shot him.

- And he went down over the cliff.
- That makes no sense.

MacGyver is not an assassin.

He's been meeting on the mountain
with the Azmirs all week.

They must have paid him or
even blackmailed him to do this.

Absolutely out of the question.

Then why did he suddenly
leave the hotel at lunch?

I don't know.

But I'll tell you one thing,
you've killed the wrong man.

Well, where is he?

He's gone.

Then he's still alive.

We must find him
before he tries again.

Is there another way
down this cliff?

There is a private road
by the International School.

It's the only way.

We must get to him first.

Ah, here's your mother
arriving now.

Hello.

In you get. Bye-bye, now.

See you later. Bye-bye.

Hi, Daddy.

Mr. Thornton,

the signing is set with the Azmirs
for 3:00 on the mountain.

But first, President Habad insists

on going over the plan
details with you personally.

Gentlemen, you are going to
have to handle this without me.

Peter,

we need you.

You developed this proposal.

Right now MacGyver needs me.

He's been shot.
I have no choice.

If you refuse to see this
process through personally,

then I will not
sign the agreement.

Mr. Habad, I can't
abandon my friend.

He may be dying.

The Swiss police will find MacGyver,
and take care of him.

Look, your friend may
or may not be a traitor.

But at this point,
what is more important?

The life of one man,

or the thousands of lives that
this agreement could save?

It's your choice, Mr. Thornton.

Peter, the best thing you can do

is to keep this
peace process going.

It simply won't
work without you.

All right.

All right.

Listen, when you find MacGyver
or if you hear anything,

call me immediately, will you?

Lisa,

I have a message
for you, my dear.

Lisa,

Your father just called
from his office in Zurich.

Don't you want to hear
what he had to say?

That's okay. He probably
just forgot it was Parents' Day.

That's okay.

Your parents had an
appointment with a lawyer.

They couldn't cancel.

I know.

They're getting a divorce.

I guess I didn't help.

I got on their nerves a lot.
I'm pretty demanding, you know.

Sending me away to school didn't
help them sort things out either.

It just cost them
a lot of money.

If they get divorced,

you are not the reason,

they are.

Do you understand that?

Give it time, Lisa.

Mr. Blake,

may we speak with you
a moment, please, sir?

I'll see what they want.

Miss.

Excuse me, miss.

Over here.

No, wait. Wait... wait. Please.

Give me a second to explain.

It's me the police are after.

Wait, please.

I need your help.

What happened?
Why are they after you?

Well, it's...

It's kind of confusing.

I tried to stop a...

a shooting and
I got shot myself.

Now the police
think I'm an assassin.

I'm not.

Please, believe me.

What's your name?

MacGyver.

What's yours?

Lisa.

Thank you, Lisa.

You need a doctor.

Yeah, I think you're right.

You know any that make
house calls out this way?

Then I guess it's up to you.

What's up to me?

I need you to help me.

Me? Oh, no, I couldn't.

I'm sorry, I can't.
I'm no good at anything.

Whoa... whoa...
whoa... whoa, wait.

I'm not the right
person, really.

- I never know what I'm doing.
- Says who?

Well, you know, everybody.

Well, everybody used to
say the world was flat, too.

Lisa,

you can do anything
you want to do

if you put your mind to it.

Does your school have a nurse?

Good.

I need a first aid kit.

I can't do that.
I'll get caught.

There's the police and
the headmaster and...

Lisa, please,
I really need your help.

But what if I'm caught?
What if they stop me?

Well, then at least you tried,

Didn't you?

What do you say?

All right, I'll try.

Thank you.

You'd be safer hiding
in the boathouse.

It's just over there.

Okay.

No luck. Nothing.

There is no sign of him here.

We should go back
and search the school.

Oh! God!

I made it.

Yeah, you sure did.

What's that?

Well, it's the reason
this boat won't start.

It's a broken spark plug.

The electrode is snapped off.

Feel like giving me a little hand
with some medical attention?

I'm kind of lucky you
were around today.

It's Parents' Day.

I'm always around
on Parents' Day.

Mine never make it.

They had an
important appointment.

They're getting a divorce.

Yeah, so I heard.

What do you think about that?

Hey,

me you can talk to.

I'm a captive audience.
You got nothin' to lose.

It doesn't matter what I think.

Lisa,

If you got somethin' to say,
you should say it.

Or it's just gonna
tear you up inside.

I think their divorce is
taking the easy way out.

It's like sweeping
dirt under the rug.

They're not dealing with the dirt,
they're just moving it around.

Did you tell them that?

No, they're too busy
yelling at each other.

If they'd just listen,

then maybe they'd hear what
the other person was saying.

Or how they were feeling.

How are you supposed to
know what another person needs

if you don't even
listen to them?

I mean, you can't just
talk about your problems.

You have to look for solutions.

Sounds like pretty good advice.

You really think so?

Yep.

I also think you should tell your folks
exactly what you just told me.

It's probably too late to stop them
from getting a divorce anyway.

Yeah, probably.

And it's probably too late
to try and fix this boat, too.

You aren't just gonna give up,
are you?

No.

Are you?

Good choice.

My men will continue
searching the school.

Could I ask that you and your men
help us and check the grounds again?

Now what?

I'm gonna need a nail.

What for?

Well, if I can weld it
to the spark plug,

it'll replace the electrode.

How're you gonna weld it?

With wire, battery
and jumper cables.

How do you come up
with this stuff?

Oh, the stuff's already here.
I just find a different way to use it.

Wanna grab me a
piece of that wire?

They're here.

He's coming in.

Oh! You scared me half to death.

What are you doing here?

I go to school here.

Maybe I should ask
you the same thing.

Lisa! Go back to the
main building, please.

These men are
looking for a criminal.

Check the boathouse.

I saw somebody earlier.

He didn't look like
one of the parents.

Over there. In the clearing.

I'll show you.

I'll go and tell the police.

He was right over here.

Search over there in the trees.

This is getting us nowhere.

There's no sign of him.

If Habad learns the truth,
we'll face a firing squad.

Habad won't reach the
top of the mountain alive.

The bomb will take care of him.

Hey.

How did this blood
get on your scarf?

Hurry. They're right behind me.
I'm coming with you.

No way.

Yes way, go.

It's 2:00.

We have only one hour to stop
Habad from signing the treaty.

Are you all right?

I feel great.

You do understand
you could've been killed?

I know. But I've never
had so much fun.

It was not a smart thing to do.

It was your idea.

My idea?

I had something
important to tell you.

You said if I had
something to say to say it.

It would have been
kind of tough to tell you

if you were halfway
across the lake, wouldn't it?

Well, yeah, but...

What could have
been that important?

You tell me. Who's Habad?

He's the president of Samadia.

The one I'm accused
of trying to assassinate.

Well, I heard those men talking
and they're planning to kill him.

Is that important
enough for you?

One of them said Habad would never
reach the top of the mountain alive.

Does that mean anything?

They're meeting at the summit.

Anything else?

Something about a bomb.

- Any word on MacGyver?
- Nothing.

They're conducting a
thorough search, Peter.

Just keep your mind
on the peace accord.

Yeah.

We're too late.

Lisa, listen to me.

I want you to tell the police
exactly what you told me,

but only the Swiss police.
Nobody else, all right?

What are you gonna do?

I'm gonna try to get to
the tram before they do.

Go.

- Excuse me.
- Where did you come from?

There's gonna be another
assassination attempt on the president.

- He won't reach the top...
- I see.

Now, how did you get here?

Did you hear me? It's the truth.
They said the bomb would...

Tell me, how does
a young girl like you

find out about an assassination?

If you'd be quiet and
let me finish, I'll tell you.

I'd like to conduct a security
sweep of the gondola, please.

Thank you.

We've just conducted
a sweep of the area.

All right.

- All secure.
- Okay.

I'll take the next car.

Is the president in that car?

- Yes, he is.
- Let me use your radio.

Hello.

I'm calling to
warn the president.

There's gonna be another
assassination attempt.

My friend MacGyver
came here to warn you.

Your own men
are trying to kill you.

That's a lie.

That's him. That's the
man I told you about.

I'm sorry, sir.
You'll have to come with me.

That's MacGyver.

No, no, no.
Don't shoot, please, please!

I'm sure he's trying to help us.

Or kill us.

Listen to me.

MacGyver is climbing the tower
towards this car right now.

You've got to tell the
president everything you know.

They've got a gun
aimed at MacGyver.

I go to the
International School.

That's where I met him.

I heard this man Yanif
say he had a bomb

and the president
wouldn't reach the top alive.

Please, listen to her.

I trust that man out
there with my life.

You can, too.

Put away your gun.

There's a bomb
under this gondola.

The explosive could be unstable.

Stop the car.

All right, where's
your emergency rope?

Here.

What are you going to do?

I'm gonna have a look at the bomb.
Undo that, will you?

MacGyver, you're wounded.
Are you all right?

Yeah, I'm all right, Pete.

Feed that rope
through those straps.

Come on.

Give me the end.

Got enough?

How much slack do you want?

Give me some more.

What is it?

He's got a thing about heights.

All right, let me
down a little at a time.

A little more.

You okay?

Yeah, fine.

Let me down a couple more feet.

More.

How's that?

That's good, right there.

Can you defuse it?

I can't even reach it.

Oh! Man!

Anybody got a knife?

I do.

It's got a lot of different blades.

I know.

Way to go, MacGyver.

MacGyver.

- Hi.
- Hi.

Listen, I stopped by the
school to say goodbye

and they told me you were here.

- Thanks. How are you feeling?
- Um, I'm better. How about you?

Great. Guess what?

My parents are here.
Both of them. Together.

They heard everything on
the news and came running.

How are they gettin' along?

Well, I told them
what I told you,

and I've got them to sit
down at the same table.

- It's a start.
- Yeah.

I kind of lifted a few principles from you
and Mr. Thornton's peace proposal.

Yeah, like what?

Well, for starters,

everybody's got a right to have
a place they can call home, right?

And the right to live there peacefully,
without fighting, right?

Right.

So I told them I wanted
to live back at home.

The three of us
on a trial basis.

What'd they say to that?

We're negotiating
the fine points.

They've agreed to a cease-fire.

That's terrific. Good for you.

Thanks for caring, MacGyver.

MacGyver! Here it is!

- Yeah, it checks out.
- Okay. Thank you.

The new dialysis machine.

Yeah, see? I told
you not to worry, doc.

Yeah, I should have known.

The Phoenix Foundation
has never let me down before.

Yup, yup, yup, yup,
now, now, now, now.

Mr. Colton.

Take care of that, will you?

- Hey, Jesse.
- Hey.

How was the flight?

Flying coach and eating
off of my lap for 17 hours

ain't no day at the beach.

Jesse Colton, I want you
to meet Dr. Sumlee Triwai.

Are you the doctor that's
been treating my lady?

- Yes.
- How is she?

I'm sorry, Mr. Colton.

Wanda Tran was
very ill for a long time

before Mr. MacGyver found her
and brought her to the clinic.

She died late
yesterday afternoon.

Your plane was
already in the air.

There was no way
to let you know.

Damn.

It's been 15 years since
they pulled my unit out of Nam.

I had to leave her behind.

I've been searching
all these years.

Why should I suddenly
get lucky now?

I'm sorry, Jesse.

Uh, there's something else.

You have a son.

A son?

A 15-year-old boy named Willie.

You're telling me this kid
is 15 years old?

Well, like I told you, man, that's
about how long I've been out of Nam.

For 15 years.

So?

So she had a kid.

That doesn't necessarily
make me daddy warbucks.

Hey, man, she could
have met somebody else.

Jesse,

she told me Willie is your kid.

It was a lousy war.

Screwed everybody up.

Hey, shut him up, will you?

Come on, Gus, come on.

Hustle, throw it in there.
Come on, that's it. All right.

Come on, come on,
come on, come on.

Hey, now, hold the phone.
Now, wait a minute here.

Now, you're not taking off
without a little bit of profit

to show for all
our work, are you?

Now you go on back there
and get your hands full.

Go on, or I'll feed you to
the sharks, you little slime.

Come on, let's go!

That's the way it's done, my boy.
That's the way.

- Is that it?
- Yeah.

We're out of here. Let's go!

All right, go!

There you go, Suzie.
It's a work of art.

Just in time.

The old one broke
down yesterday.

Am I going to be
attached to it all the time?

Not all the time, Suzie.

Just for a three hour
treatment every other day.

And when I get to America,

and you give me that new
kidney you promised me,

MacGyver,

will I be able to play,

and go to school,

And do all the things
I used to do?

Yeah.

That's right.

Ta-da!

That's what happens
when you eat too much.

Nothing here, nothing there.

Whoa! Is something in there?
Let me see.

Whoa!

Look at that!

Look at this!

That's it, folks.

That's all I know is three tricks,
and you've seen 'em all.

Bye!

Bye!

Have you ever considered
giving up bounty hunting

and going on the stage?

Once. When this, uh,
dude I was tracking

threw me out a sixth floor window.

All right.

So, the Phoenix Foundation
is gonna fly the sick kids

to America for treatment?

No, just Suzie and the five
emergency cases in here.

As soon as the
visas come through.

Well, this ain't the
Middle Ages, folks.

They can get those
kind of operations here

as well as anywhere else.

Not Amerasians, Mr. Colton.

They are very low-priority
when it comes to expensive,

lifesaving operations.

Half-Asian, half-American,
they are treated as outcasts.

They have nowhere else to turn,
except to private institutions

like the Phoenix Foundation
and other charities.

What about the others?
The, uh, kids in the street?

Good question.

May the Lord receive her
into His peace,

and raise up her body
on the last day.

Amen.

I will keep my promise to you.

I will put a headstone
on your grave,

like all the rich people have.

I swear it, mama.

Willie?

This is Jesse Colton.

While my mother was in the bed

waiting for God to
take her to heaven,

she told me my father
was coming to Bangkok.

Are you my father?

I can see in your face
that you are my father.

Can you not see in my face
that I am your son?

Go easy on me, boy.

I never knew about you.

This is kind of scary.

Then you are my father?

I guess so.

You slime!

Willie?

Well, I'll be a son of...

That kid stole my wallet!

Willie!

Oh, forget it!

Forget it, man, forget it.
Let him go.

I guess it's plain he didn't wanna
have anything to do with me, huh?

He didn't get very much.

My mama taught me

never to keep a picture of
Andrew Jackson in your wallet.

Now, you come back soon, folks.

Bring your money, all right?

Come in, sir.
Come right this way, pal.

Okay, got some great deals
for you. Step right up.

See that man right there.
He'll take good care of you.

Whatever you need, we got.

Whatever you don't,
we've got that, too.

Heck, we've got it all.

Come right over here, sir.

Yes, sir, I got some
great deals for you.

Oh, step this way, ma'am.
You'll like it, too.

Then we're gonna talk
cash discount, all right?

Where else can you find merchandise
like this at such bargain prices?

It's a steal, folks,
I tell you, a steal.

Now, go in there and
take a look around.

We got a lot more stuff, sir.

Ringe, show these
people what we got.

Typewriters, tapes,
videos, you name it.

You like that motorcycle, kid?

You got the money, you got it.
We got lots more to look at.

Socks, we got acrylic, nylon,
all kinds of socks up there.

More sneakers, more...
You like those ties, ma'am?

Your husband would
look great in those.

We got more sandals, too.

Ringe, I told you to
keep these tapes neat!

- Skinner.
- You looking for a meal, kid?

The garbage pails
are out on the pier.

A friend told me that you sell things.
And that you buy things also.

- Yes, that's right. Get on with it.
- I found this on the street.

You found it? Sure you did, kid.

So what happened to the money?

There was none. Only the cards.

They say credit cards
are worth money.

"Jesse Colton."

Seems this Colton person had some
connection with the Phoenix clinic.

- That mean anything to you?
- No.

How much will you give for it?

Ordinarily, not much.

But you're lucky, my boy.
200 baht.

Maybe even five.

500?

Sure, kid, sure.

But it's not that easy.

Something you got to do first.

Hi, MacGyver. Look at me.

I'm flying.

Yeah, it's a piece of cake, huh?

It's fantastic. Look at
how good she looks.

You're going to
be all right, Suzie.

Of course I am,

With you and MacGyver
to look after me.

Yep, see?
That's what friends are for.

We have a problem with
the embassy, MacGyver.

What, the kids' visas again?

Yes. They still haven't issued them.

If we don't have them
by at least noon tomorrow,

you'll have to postpone
the flight again.

These kids are sick,
and they're getting sicker.

Don't those people
understand that?

Baan jar, number 10, Poi Dang Road.

Yeah, got it.

Any other stonecutters
in the area?

Thanks.

Hey, I didn't think you were
interested in tracking Willie down.

It's not the kid,
it's the credit cards.

You know what a hassle
it is trying to get new ones?

Oh, yeah, sure.

So what'd you come up with?

Five headstone cutters
I gotta check out.

Wanna come along?

- If you're not busy.
- Yeah, sure.

Just got a quick stop
to make along the way.

Look, MacGyver,
you have to understand.

The Thai government isn't very
sympathetic to your Amerasians.

They're your Amerasians, too, Rog.

The point is, there are
some in the government

who don't like the idea of being
shown up by the Phoenix Foundation.

You wanna spell that out for me?

It's simple enough, isn't it?

Flying those kids back to the
States for medical procedures

is a form of charity.

There are those who feel
that charity begins at home,

And don't want the government
embarrassed in the eyes of the world.

They say they'll look
after it themselves.

Yeah, sure. Six months, a year,
whenever they get around to it.

These kids don't
have that much time.

I'm sorry. My hands are tied.

Well, okay.

Then I guess we'll
have to spring this story

to the Washington Post,
Time, Newsweek...

Shh.

It's a good idea, slick.

You never know what a
little publicity like that'll do.

It'd get me called up before
a congressional committee,

that's what it would do.

Oh! Darn.

All right. I'll see what I can do.

When?

Give me a week.

Tomorrow, Rog.

Tomorrow noon, 6 visas.

Make that 7 visas.

The extra one's for a
boy named Willie Tran.

Can you remember that name, Rog?

Thanks, Rog.

Thank you very much!

Like I told you, my boy,
honesty is the best policy.

I'll be waiting around back.

Well, hello, Willie.
How can I help you?

This belongs to the man
who calls himself my father.

Mr. Colton?

I found it.
Now I want to give it back.

Well, he's out with
Mr. MacGyver just now.

I expect they'll be back soon.
Do you want to leave it?

No. I'll wait.

All right.
Make yourself comfortable.

Bingo.

Stonecutter said Willie was here
a couple of hours ago.

He ordered a stone.

Any idea where he went?

No. Just that he was going to
get the money for it and come back.

Willie.

Willie!

Hi, Suzie.

I've been wanting to see you.

I'm so sorry about your mother.

Are you okay?

Yeah.

I... I see you got
the new machine.

Yes. Just in time.

The old one stopped working.

Real complicated-looking thing, isn't it?

How does it work?

I don't know.

But it keeps me alive.

- Wow.
- Yes.

I would die without it.

Why do you ask?

Are you gonna be
a doctor someday?

Maybe.

A boy like you...

Yes, I believe you can.

Oh, yeah.

All right, come on, you little monsters,
let's clear it out.

What did I tell you about honesty,
my boy?

It works every time.

Come on, get out of here.

Hustle!

Listen to me, I don't want
anything damaged, all right?

If it says "fragile,"
it means don't break it.

Take everything. Everything.

Take the dust off the walls!

Get this one out of here.

3, 4, 500 baht.

You join our little group, my lad,
and that is just the beginning.

Mr. Skinner, no, they
mustn't take that machine.

Get serious, kid.
Everything goes.

- No, not that!
- What are you doing?

Let go of it!

Leave off, you little sewer rat!

Come on, let's get
the rest of this stuff.

Yes. Mr. Colton?

Yes, at the clinic. Thank you.

You're a very lucky man,
Mr. Colton.

Very few people lose
their wallet and get it back.

What are you talking about, doc?

Willie. He found it somewhere,
and came to give it back.

He's here? Where?

Wandering around.

Dr. Triwai! Strange people, Dr. Triwai.

What people, Ko Lin?

In the back. Strange people.

I'll check it out. Come on.

I'm gonna dig up Willie.

Where'd you see 'em?

They have a truck
parked near the back.

Why don't you go get in the truck?

We got ourselves a
good haul today, huh?

I'll just clean off
this bottom shelf.

You never know what's
stashed away in these places.

Go on, go! Go, go, go!

- What happened?
- They cleaned out the joint.

It's Willie!

All right. Thanks, Pete.

What did Mr. Thornton say?

Is the foundation going to
replace the dialysis machine?

Yeah. The problem is,
it'll take four or five days to get here.

Suzie can't wait
that long, MacGyver.

If she misses a treatment,
it could be fatal.

I'll try the other hospitals again.

Come on, boy, talk to me.

Why didn't you just tell me you
needed money for a tombstone?

I would've given it to you.
You didn't have to steal my wallet.

How you doing, Willie?

Man.

He is one stubborn kid.

Look,

I'm not putting you on.

How much is that
stone gonna cost?

Come on, how much?

I don't need your money.

Man!

He must be my kid, all right!
He's got a lot of dumb pride!

Why won't you let me help you?

Because I hate you.

You show me this money,

you think it's going to
make you my father?

Where were you
when I needed a father?

Hey, Willie,
that's not quite fair.

He didn't even know about you
until he got here this morning.

But he knew about my mother.

Where were you all those years
she worked day and night

just to put food on the table?

I loved your mother.

Many years ago, when they
pulled me out of Saigon,

I told your mother that I was
gonna come back for her.

When I did, she was gone.

To Cambodia, Thailand...

There were all kinds of rumors.

But I never stopped
looking for her.

I show you my money.

I will buy a stone for my
mother with my money.

I will do this without the help of a
father who was never my father.

Where did you get all that?

It's none of your business.

Hey, Willie.

Come here.

You see, Willie, the
thing that's got me puzzled

Is that door.

Since you're the
only eyewitness,

maybe you can tell me how
the thieves might have gotten in

without breaking the lock, hmm?

I don't know.
They were already in.

It doesn't take a brain surgeon to
figure out that it was an inside job.

Does that make
sense to you, Willie?

That somebody from the
inside opened the door for 'em?

Who?

Hey, Willie!

I don't see him anywhere.

This crowd of people
swallowed him up.

Forget it, man.
He's gone. Long gone.

What about Suzie?

She gonna be able to
make it without that machine?

The only way she's gonna make it
is if we get that machine back.

Yeah, how are we gonna do that?
We don't even know who ripped it off.

Willie knows.

Yeah, but we
gotta find him first.

Out in these streets,
that could take forever.

We don't have forever.

Well, then you got to fix the
old dialysis machine, don't you?

Jesse, if it was in the
least bit fixable, I would.

You're the man! You can do it.

While you're working on it,
I'll call an old army buddy of mine.

Maybe he can give us a lead on
who fences hot property around here.

I don't know, Jesse,
it looks pretty hopeless.

Come on, man,
you can fix anything.

Yeah, sure. No problem.

George, Jesse Colton here.

Hey, buddy, how are you?

Yeah, I'm in Bangkok.

Listen, um, I need you
to do me a favor.

I'm looking for some local creep

who knocked over a bunch of medical
supplies at a friend of mine's clinic.

Yeah.

He uses kids to
do his dirty work.

Any progress?

Well, the pump that circulates
the rinsing liquid is pretty much shot.

I can get it to circulate,
but not perfectly.

Any irregularity or
turbulence in the blood flow

could cause clotting.

Got it fixed, slick?

No, I don't have it fixed!

There are some things in
this world that can't be fixed,

and this happens
to be one of 'em.

And we don't need a
seat-of-the-pants patch job.

What we need is the
new dialysis machine.

Can't risk Suzie's
life on this thing.

MacGyver,

am I gonna die now?

Jesse Colton, call on line 1.

Excuse me.

No, baby, you're not gonna die.

You think if you lie,
I'll feel better?

No.

I think I'm gonna find that machine
and get you back on it.

Hey, I appreciate it, baby.

It's my army contact.

He gave me a lead on
a guy named Skinner.

Says he loves to gamble.

That's p-pathetic!

Hit the sucker,
don't blow him a kiss!

Kind of place that sticks
to the bottom of your shoes.

Watch where
you're stepping, then.

Yeah.

This is like coming home.

You've been here before?

No, not this joint. But the good
ones are all alike, aren't they?

That's him.

How do you know it's him?

My man told me
he was about six feet,

curly hair, mean,
wears a red bandanna.

Slightly pale.

Works for me.

So what do you think?

He's a businessman.

Let's do some business.

- Yeah! Hit him!
- Go on up there.

The nest of the
eagle is empty, man.

- What?
- What do you mean, "what"?

What does he mean, "what"?

The nest of the eagle is empty.

Look, pal, I have got a
lot of bread on this fight.

Now get away from me
or I'll punch your heart out.

Hey.

He doesn't know the password.

This ain't Frank Skinner, man.

I'm Skinner, all right?
I am Skinner.

Now, who the hell are you guys?

Colonel Mugwana.
This is Major Bright.

We were told we had
to do this password bit

in order to do
business with you.

This creep in Manila was putting us on
about the password, man.

Wait a minute,
what kind of business?

The revolution business.

The major and me are running a
little war on the island of Mindoro.

That's a little south of Manila.

I know where it is.

See, the thing is,

we need more guns,
more ammunition,

and everything.

We were told you were
the guy that could handle it.

Yeah, I can handle it,
if you've got the money.

Does the sun rise in the east?

We've gotta see the
merchandise first, though.

All right, you got it.

I'll get right on it.

As soon as this
fight's finished.

Come on, hit him!

Uh-oh.

What "uh-oh"? What?

Uh-oh, you'll see.

- It's him.
- What?

It's the one from the clinic.

What are you saying?

He's the one who came
running into the alley

when we were driving away.

Let the games begin.

Let's get out of here.

They're splitting!

Whatever you want, man.

Morning, Willie. Hold it.

I just wanna talk.

About what?

Frank Skinner.
Where do I find him?

I don't know
anybody by that name.

I think you do.

Your dad took off after him
yesterday afternoon.

He hasn't been seen since.

So, who cares?

Willie, we know you let
Skinner into the clinic.

Hey, come on!

Your dad's not the
only one in trouble here.

Suzie's life is at stake, too.

She needs that dialysis machine.

Now, come on!

Where do I find Skinner?

All right.

I will show you
where to find Skinner,

but not for that man
who says he's my father.

For Suzie.

Okay. For Suzie.

There it is.

All right. Wait here, Willie.

The one from the bar yesterday.

You come looking
for more trouble?

Huh?

No. Not really.

Not really.

You're gonna die, pal.

You go that way.

Don't make me hurt you.

If this boy means
anything to you, come out!

If you don't,
I'll blow him away!

You hear me?

Come on.

It's a big ocean out there with a
lot of hungry fish waiting for you.

Could start a feeding frenzy.

Arrange for a boat to pick 'em up.
I want them gone, out of here.

Got it.

The cavalry's come for me.
How about that?

- You feel as bad as you look?
- Oh, man, I've had better days.

Yeah, you had me worried.

Hey, thanks for trying
to give me a hand, Willie.

I was helping MacGyver
for Suzie, not you.

I have to give it to you, kid.
You are consistent.

So what do you think?

Stay here and keep an
eye on 'em. Come on.

I think we need a plan.

Here, use that to blow the lock.

Chloroform?

How's an anesthetic
gonna do that?

We'll put fire to it.
It'll blow, believe me.

What do I do for a fuse?

Soak something in alcohol.

A shoelace.

Yeah, good.

- What about the guard?
- I'm working on that.

Hey, Willie.

I wanna make my peace with you

in case we don't get out of here
with all of our bones.

I have nothing to say.

Well, I do.

All I'm asking for is you
to listen to what I have to say.

Talk is cheap
and you got lots of it.

Look, kid,

I know you haven't
had an easy time of it.

We live in a world where
most people don't have it easy.

You rich Americans, what do you
know about it? You have everything.

Not all of us are rich, Willie.

We don't all live in... in fine houses,
and... and drive big cars,

and eat three steaks a day.

In fact, a lot of us live
from hand to mouth,

just like some of the
people in this country.

Words. You speak words,
and the words say nothing.

I've heard too many promises
already in my life.

You're not the only one who's
an outcast in his own country.

I've been there.

In fact, in some ways,
I'm still there.

Hey, I don't blame you
for being angry.

But you've got to
learn to overcome it.

Anger only gets in your way

when you're trying to
make important decisions

that's gonna affect you
the rest of your life.

My mother.

She spoke of you many times.

"Someday he will come
back for us," she said.

Only someday came
too late for my mother.

God, I wish it could
have been different.

Hey, guys,
sorry to break this up,

but I think it's time
we bust out of here.

Go to work.
Willie, give me a hand.

Stay down.

- I'll call you back.
- Hurry. Come on.

Lighter.

Get the key.

Get the key!

You did soak it in
alcohol, didn't you?

Yeah, I soaked it.

Willie?

How's the machine?

It's okay, it's not hurt.

Suzie's gonna be fine,
isn't she?

Yeah.

She'll be just fine.

Well, come on, Jesse.
You gotta at least ask him.

Man, bounty hunting is
nothing compared to this.

MacGyver's, uh,

got some visas to fly the sick kids
to America for medical treatment.

I'm going...
I'm going with them.

Um, listen, uh,

he also managed to work an
extra visa out of the embassy.

You think you might
want to come along?

I don't know what
kind of father I'd be. I...

Well, I never thought about it.

But I'm willing
to give it a try if...

What should I do, Mama?

Couldn't pull it off, slick.

Goodbye, Mama.

You sure?

Ahoy there!

Hello.

Oh, hi.

Happy Halloween.

Do you know anything
about electric winches?

Enough to know that beatin' it
won't do much good.

Yeah, well, I tried threatenin' it.

Wait, wait, whoa, whoa,
whoa, whoa, wait a minute here!

I'll make a deal with you.

You keep down the racket
so I can get some sleep

and I'll take a look at it.

You mean it? Hey, great!

Oh, the name's Milt Bozer.

MacGyver.

I could sure use a neighbor
who knows how to fix things.

Too bad you're movin'.

Who says I'm movin'?

Well, the guy with
the movin' van.

Oh, no.

No, no, it can't be, not again.

No!

Why?

Why?

You didn't know about this?

No!

At least he was neat.

Oh, but neat don't count, huh?

This mover, he didn't happen
to have a big bushy moustache,

dressed up like a pilot, maybe?

Yeah, that's him.

Jack Dalton!

Jack!

Jack, whatever your
crazy scheme is this time,

I don't even want
to hear about it!

I'm gettin' my stuff and
I'm gone, you hear me?

Man.

Jack?

Are you in here?

Hey!

No!

Thank you for calling

Haven's Rest Cemetery.

Our office is closed.

Please leave a message
at the tone.

Jack?

Happy Halloween, MacGyver.

No. No, it can't be.

It can't be.

Murdoc!

Trick or treat.

I don't believe it.

Where's Dalton?

He's off chasing the
proverbial wild goose.

But I knew your concern for him
would be enough to lure you here.

What do you want, Murdoc?

What do you think of my
little hideaway, MacGyver?

A rich industrialist built this
about 100 years ago.

You know, in those days
they had the most

terrible fear of
being buried alive.

I guess this chap just
wanted to make himself

as comfortable as possible

in case he inconveniently
came back to life.

Murdoc, if this is another one
of your games, let's get on with it.

It's not a game, MacGyver.

It's a matter of life and death.

What are you talkin' about?

Of all my past adversaries,
MacGyver,

you've always been
the most creative.

That's why you're here.

You're the only one
that I can turn to.

I need your help.

You're not serious.

Oh, I'm deadly serious.

You know, I'm not real big on
doin' favors for professional killers.

See, I could've killed you there,
MacGyver, but I didn't.

You know why?
Because I've retired.

My last few run-ins with you
have convinced me that it was time.

Look, see, I have a new face.

I have a new face
to match my new life.

Unfortunately, H.I.T. doesn't look
too kindly upon their ex-employees

quitting without their approval.

- H.I.T.?
- H.I.T.

H-I-T.

Homicide International Trust.

My ex-employers.

They hire a bunch of professional
killers from around the world.

It's sort of like a multinational
murder incorporated.

I refused their last contract.

So they put a hit out on me.

That sounds like
poetic justice to me.

They've kidnapped someone
very close to me, MacGyver.

Someone is close to you?

My sister.

Ashton.

Uh-uh.

Murdoc, I've seen your file.

It says "no living relatives."

I've gone to great pains to
conceal the truth about my sister,

even from her.

After our parents died,
I supported her in secret.

She didn't even
know that I existed.

And she certainly didn't
know what I did for a living.

She was my innocence.

I thought I could
protect her forever.

Till I read this.

Found out how wrong I was.
Here, take a look.

Look at her.

Look what they've
done to my sister.

Listen to this.

Hello, Murdoc.
It's your mentor, Nicholas.

I must admit, you're
not easy to find.

Fortunately, the same
is not true of your sister.

Remember the Halloween
parties at my club?

Well, this year's is special.

It's in honor of
your retirement.

So be here by midnight,

or I'll kill your sister instead.

He means it, MacGyver.

So who's Nicholas?

Nicholas Helman.

He's chairman of
the board of H.I.T.

He has the ever-so-exclusive
Helman Club downtown.

He uses the club as a front
for H.I.T.'s base of operations.

This man would do
anything to see me dead.

Even if it means destroying
the only decent thing in my life,

just to get at me.

I cannot rescue Ashton alone,
MacGyver.

You're the only one in
the world who can help.

No way, Murdoc.

I could never trust you to
do anything straight. Forget it.

- They're gonna kill my sister.
- I can't trust you!

Well, trust me now, MacGyver.

Help me or feel free to go.

But if you do go, MacGyver,
you're gonna have to live with

the death of an innocent
girl on your conscience.

You provide the evidence we need
to put those people away for good?

Anything.

And turn yourself in as well?

You drive a hard bargain.

Yeah, well, take it or leave it.

Agreed.

And we get her out my way.

No guns, no killing.

Nicholas Helman is a
ruthless killer, MacGyver.

He taught me everything I know.

We cannot go up against him
without weapons.

Oh, we've got weapons.

My way.

This way, Mr. Greggs.

Good luck.

Welcome to Death Row, Mr. Greggs.

Are you ready for
your qualification test?

Whatever you've got, Mr. Helman,

I can handle.

Excellent.

I like your confidence,
Mr. Greggs.

I want you to look
straight ahead.

Your objective is
to reach the girl.

Understood.

If you succeed,

you'll become one
of our operatives.

Good luck.

Hey, that's real ammunition.

This is real life, Mr. Greggs.

What are you doing?

What's going on?

Please help me.

Please.

Please help me.

You see.

And Greggs is one of the best
freelance operatives in the field.

But Murdoc is better.

No matter.

Death Row is no longer
a testing facility, Sonia.

It's become a killing ground,

designed especially for Murdoc.

All right,
watch it on the steps, guys.

Take one at a time.

All right, try to keep it level.
That's it.

Appreciate this, guys.

Whoa. Whoa. What is this?

Uh, To-Die-For Catering.
We got a delivery for you.

What's in it?

It's our Halloween special.

Help yourself.

Thanks.

Hold it.

Yes, Mr. Helman?

Come downstairs
to the billiards room.

All right, I'm on my way.

All right, put this
in the main room.

Thanks for your help, guys.

Uh, listen, you mind
if I use your phone?

I got to check in with my boss.

Uh, it's right over there.

Thanks.

Hold on just a minute, Ozzie.

Okay, now, just let me
pocket this shot.

Mr. Greggs is down in Death Row.

He failed to reach the girl.

It's quite a mess, I'm afraid.

I'll take care of it, Mr. Helman.

Remember, I want to start
the board meeting

as soon as the directors arrive.

Do you remember what
costumes they'll be wearing?

Yes, sir.

The royal flush.

I'll keep an eye out for 'em.

And for Murdoc.

It's getting late, Nicholas.

I think we should
put our costumes on.

Yes, of course, my dear.

Hello, hello.

Lovely party, just... just got
back from the dead, actually.

Excuse me, I'm... I'm starving,
I'm, uh, I'm just starving to death.

MacGyver, are you in here?

I told you to stay put.

I was tired of playing dead.
Is there any sign of Ashton?

They've got her behind here.

- Nicholas calls it Death Row.
- Yes, I've heard of that.

He uses it to test H.I.T. recruits.
How do we get in there?

Well, I don't know yet.

The lock only opens
with Nicholas' thumb print.

Oh, yeah?

Maybe this will open it.

Murdoc, we had a deal.

But you... you said no guns.

- Don't split hairs with me.
- You got a better idea?

- I'll think of something.
- Okay, I'm waiting.

That thing would bring the
whole place down on us anyway.

I'm still waiting, MacGyver.

Okay.

Okay.

New plan. It's a party, right?

Yes, it's a party.

- People drink at parties.
- So?

So,

we, uh,

we get Nicholas' glass,

we transfer the print

and we're in.

How do we get
Nicholas' thumb print

off the glass onto the sensor?

How do we do that, MacGyver?

Huh?

One thing at a time.

You know, MacGyver,
that's why you're so hard to beat.

Nobody knows what
you're gonna do next.

Including you.

Please, can you help me?

Sorry, lady. I just work here.

I haven't done anything!

Why are they doing this to me!

There he is, in the
vampire costume.

All right, here's what we do.

We just wait for him to put
the glass down, and then grab it.

Or not.

You got any other ideas,
MacGyver?

Who's the girl?

Sonia. She's
Nicholas' right-hand person.

Almost as good as me.

And deadly as she is beautiful.

Well, something's goin' on
in that room there.

When did you say Nicholas
and the board members meet?

Once a year.

What better place to
keep it a secret, huh?

Of course!

A costume party
is a perfect cover.

Nicholas is the only one who knows
the identity of the other members.

With all these costumes around,
they could be anybody.

I overheard Nicholas
talking about a royal flush.

How many board
members are there?

Let's see.
Not counting Nicholas, 4.

There goes another one.

That's three down, one to go.

Okay, new plan.

I crash the board meeting.

What, as part of
the royal flush?

Okay, good, good, good,
but which one are you gonna be?

Well, the king, queen, the knight
have already gone in.

Knight's the same as a jack, isn't it?

Uh-huh. That leaves the ace.

Or the joker.

Of course.

The joker's wild.

Leave him to me.

Murdoc, no.

It's perfectly harmless, MacGyver,
it's perfectly harmless. Trust me.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, sir,

let me get that.

Get the door, Murdoc.

Well, this little charade may get you
into the meeting, MacGyver,

But how do you get out of it?

You're right.

I'm gonna need a diversion.

What time you got?

It's 11:27.

All right.

At exactly 11:40, throw all
the circuit breakers in this box.

Blackout should give me a chance to
grab the glass, and make a run for it.

Then meet me in
the billiard room.

11:40.

Charming.

Where have you been?
The others are waiting.

Now that we're all here,

I call this meeting to order.

Before we get on
with any new business,

what's the update on
the Murdoc situation?

I'm glad you brought that up.

Actually, this evening's festivities
are doubling for his retirement party.

Then you've terminated him?

Not yet,
but the bait is in the trap.

He was supposed
to be eliminated, Nicholas.

That was your job.

He will be.

I have his sister.

I guarantee that Murdoc will be
permanently retired by midnight.

He'd better be, Nicholas.

You know our
policy about failure.

Yes, Nicholas,
you too are replaceable.

Sorry you have
to miss the party, old boy,

but I'm afraid
you're all tied up.

Lift your hands
where I can see them.

Now turn around, slowly.

This is useless!

It's obvious Murdoc
isn't going to show.

He's probably already here.

Well, that remains to be seen.

In the meantime, I suggest
we move on with the agenda.

I believe the joker was going to report
on our arms smuggling operation.

It's a good idea.

The floor is yours, joker.

Get on with it.

May I?

I said we weren't
to be disturbed.

I have Murdoc.

Excellent.

Sonia has Murdoc.

Take him to Death Row.
I'll be right down.

That's not all, Nicholas.

He's taken out one
of the board members.

I think it's the joker.

Thank you, my dear.

I'll handle it.

Well, it appears that my trap
worked even better than I expected.

Murdoc is as good as dead.

And so is his partner.

The joke's on you, my friend.

Lights out, my darling.

What's going on?

Stay calm.
Emergency power will be on soon.

I can't see.

Just stay calm.

There!

Look out!

It's almost midnight, MacGyver.

Meeting ran a little late.

Here. Melt some wax in that.

Melt wax?

I'm gonna try
and fool that lock.

Miss Chapel!

Are you all right?

What happened?

Murdoc. He's here.

Murdoc got away.

So did his partner. Perhaps it's time
we selected a new chairman here.

Now calm down all of you.

Everything is going
according to my plan.

Here's your front row seat.

There she is!

- Who are you?
- Friends.

What are you doing here?

We've come to
get you out of here.

Be careful.

A man's been
killed here already.

Don't worry.

On the contrary,

I'm afraid you all have a
great deal to worry about.

I knew you'd come, Murdoc.

But your friend is
something of a surprise.

No matter.

It'll give our board of directors
a more exciting show.

Welcome to Death Row, gentlemen.

I'm here now,
Nicholas, let the girl go.

The girl's life is in
your hands, Murdoc.

At midnight, that chair will
shoot 3,000 volts of electricity

through her body.

Simply get her out of the chair
before the clock strikes 12:00.

You now have eight minutes
until the girl dies.

Good luck, gentlemen.

You will pay for this, Nicholas.

I seriously doubt it.

It's a shooting gallery, MacGyver,
and we have no guns!

Hand me that apple,

and the cabbage.

Apple and a cabbage?

The guns in here are
workin' on motion detectors.

All right.

When I throw this,
dive over that wall.

Careful!

That's where the man was
killed by a machine gun!

Here.

Use this to keep the guns busy.

Let's go.

One more special Halloween treat,

just for you, Murdoc.

Oh, God, no!

Snakes!

Not snakes.

I... I hate snakes, MacGyver.

Well, I'm not too crazy
about them myself.

Oh, man.

Yeah, that's it, MacGyver,
we're gonna burn 'em up.

Well, what are you doing?

Snakes aren't too crazy
about the smell of kerosene.

Hopefully this will
make them back off.

So you-you've tried
this before, of course.

Well, this situation
doesn't come up a lot.

Well, uh, in that case,
MacGyver, why don't you, uh,

why don't you go first, huh?

Yeah.

All right,

come on, Murdoc.

I can't! I can't, I-I'm not gonna
do it, MacGyver. I can't do it.

Murdoc, come on!

I can't do it, okay!

Oh!

All right, come on.

Get down, get on my shoulders.

I don't believe this.

And don't make any sudden moves.

Yeah, well...

Well, tell that to the snakes,
MacGyver.

Hurry! Hurry, please!

Looks like Nicholas'
game is over.

Get me out of here.

Please!

Murdoc!

Get her out of here, MacGyver,
get her out of here!

Save Ashton, MacGyver.
We made a deal.

Go!

Come on, Murdoc!

This is the end, my friend.

The end for you both.

Sonia!

Goodbye, Nicholas.

I'm the chairman
of the board now.

Your friend!

It's all been like a bad dream.

I still don't
understand a lot of it.

Well, we're pretty sure it was
a case of mistaken identity.

Well, how did you
know they had me?

I think the less you know,
the better.

- Top secret government stuff?
- Somethin' like that.

I am so sorry about your friend.

He must have been
a very special person.

You could say that.

Well, thank you again so much.

Greetings from the grave,
MacGyver.

As promised,

I'm giving you enough evidence
to shut down H.I.T. for good.

Oh, and about turning
myself in and going to prison,

You know what, I may be reformed,
but I'm... I'm not crazy.

But don't worry, MacGyver,
you'll see me again.

Just keep looking
over your shoulder.

Careful.

You've got less than a minute.

It's set to go off at 12:00.

Give me a screwdriver.

Quick, come on.

You got it?

I don't know.

Oh.

MacGyver, that's great.

Thanks.

Oh, I don't have to worry
about sleeping in anymore.

Hi.

Hello, MacGyver.

It's me, Su Ling.

Su... Su Ling?

Are you kidding me?
Uh, come in.

You didn't get the letter
that I sent to you?

That I arrive today?

Uh, no, actually this
is kind of a surprise.

Pete!

You remember that foster
child program I told you about?

- For Asian orphans, sure.
- Yeah.

Well, Mr. Thornton,
we finally get to meet her.

This is Su Ling.

Su Ling.

You know, I've gotten
regular reports about you

ever since MacGyver
first decided to sponsor you.

It's a pleasure to
finally meet you.

Thank you.

It's a pleasure
to meet you, too.

I, uh, I can't believe this.
Look at you.

What were you, 14 the
last time I heard from you?

I am 22 now.

Whoa!

Perhaps I am interrupting?

No, no, nothin'.

I'm sorry I did not write
in all these years,

but after I was reunited with
my grandmother in China,

she was afraid
that the government

would accuse me of being a spy,

for writing to America.

I think she gave you good advice.

I recently graduated from
the university in Shanghai.

That is why I'm here.

To attend graduate
school at your university.

I register tomorrow morning.

Well, congratulations.

Have you got a place to stay?

Well,

no.

There is a mix-up with my
dormitory at the university.

The room is not ready.

Well, say no more.

This is obviously a kitchen,
that's the living room,

upstairs is the bedroom.

I'll just stay on the couch
until the dorm is ready.

You are even nicer than I dream.

You hungry?

Great.

Well, listen, you two have
a lot of catching up to do.

I'm going to say good night.

Uh, Su Ling, listen, I have a
very good friend at the university

who can take care of your
dormitory problems overnight.

Oh, no, please,
don't take the trouble.

It's no trouble at all.
Believe me.

Besides, it's, uh, it's a
good opportunity to call her.

I, uh, haven't talked
to her in a long time.

Uh, I will talk to you tomorrow.

Thanks for fixing the clock,
MacGyver.

- Good night.
- Good night, Pete.

Good night.

Oh.

I have something for you.

It's a back scratcher.

A Chinese specialty.

Good for that camping trip you
wrote me about when I was 13.

When you were testing
some kind of night goggles

and you couldn't tell
the difference between

a blueberry bush and poison ivy.

Oh.

You would remember
that, wouldn't you?

It's nice to finally
meet you in person.

Uh, you've changed.

I've grown up.

Thank you, MacGyver.

For everything.

She arrived from Hong Kong

and made no
contact at the airport.

She got into a taxi,
and we followed discreetly.

Did she make contact
with any of the students?

No.

She visited an American by the
name of MacGyver at his houseboat.

She is still there.

Is he connected with
the student movement?

We have never heard of him.

Yang is watching the houseboat.

When the underground fax machine
network was first uncovered,

we successfully isolated
the Beijing students

from the rest of the world.

This intelligence report says
a new fax machine network

is being set up in
the United States,

and she is carrying the numbers.

Do you want us to bring
her in now, comrade?

No, Zhao.

We will watch her.

She will lead us directly
to her collaborators.

Then we can destroy
the network at both ends.

Are they still inside, Yang?

They're coming out now.

She's not carrying anything.

- Follow them.
- Yes, sir.

Yeah, this will be nice, havin' you
livin' in the same city, Su Ling.

It is very different
but beautiful here.

Thank you for the ride,
MacGyver.

No problem.

No problem.

I'll catch you later.

Catch you later, no problem.

It is lovely here
this time of year.

I beg your pardon.
What did you say?

I'm sorry.

I thought you were someone else.

No, I'm sorry, uh...

What did you say?

It is lovely here
this time of year.

Yes, uh, it is unusually warm.

The flowers could use the rain.

Yes, and it will
grow and blossom.

- Hi, I'm Wing Lee.
- Yes.

Why are you looking
at me so strangely?

Oh, I'm sorry.
I... I wasn't expecting a...

You're very pretty.

I did not come to make a date.

Oh, I know.

Have you brought the list?

No, not yet.

I wanted to make certain
that we could meet safely.

We will meet again tomorrow.

I was told you brought, uh,
something in addition to the list.

Yes.

You will see it tomorrow.

Meet me here at the same time.

It is good to meet you,
Wing Lee.

MacGyver?

It's me, Pete.

Got some interesting
news for you.

MacGyver!

Su Ling.

MacGyver?

Here, Pete, try that on.

Oh, thanks.

Oh, that feels good.

Did you happen to get a
look at whoever did this?

No, I'm afraid not.

It was pretty much hello,
goodbye, and lights out.

All I can tell you is,
they were both Chinese

and in a big hurry to leave.

Well, nothing's missing.
I don't get it.

Yeah, well, I think I can
explain in just two words.

Su Ling.

What about her?

Well, that's what
I came back to tell you.

I did call my friend at the university
to see if she could help out

with Su Ling's
dormitory problems.

Well, she came back
this morning with the word

that no Su Ling has been
admitted to the grad school.

They've never heard of her.

Well, yeah, but, Pete, isn't that
just kind of a bureaucratic way

of saying they lost some paper?

I mean, you don't get into grad
school with just a phone call,

and you certainly don't get into
this country without the proper visa.

Exactly.

And that's why I called
the immigration department.

Now she did enter
the country yesterday

But with a visitor's visa
not a student visa.

And it was issued
out of Hong Kong,

not mainland China.

I don't get it.

Why would she lie?

Ah, good question.

Long live freedom in China!

Long live democracy!

It has been months now,
and still they come.

Found the list of fax numbers?

No.

We were interrupted
in our search.

This man, MacGyver, has connections
with the Phoenix Foundation,

has a history of aiding
humanitarian causes.

What if she passed
the information to him?

I do not think so.

Yang followed her to the university
where she made contact

with a student named Wing Lee.

He came over to study
three years ago from Beijing.

He has no connections
to the old fax network?

No.

Then we may have found a key
member to the new underground.

I want to know more about
this student from Beijing,

This Wing Lee.

Right away, Comrade Peng Chow.

The question is, why?

Why would she go
through all that deception?

I don't know, Pete, but I'm sure
gonna ask her when she gets back.

Oh, the university
is so beautiful.

I think I'm really going
to enjoy my studies here.

Is something wrong?

You have any idea why
a couple of Chinese guys

would come in here
and tear my place up?

Any particular reason
why you lied to us

about where you came from
and how you got here?

I did not lie. I only...

My English is not the best.

Perhaps you misunderstood me.

Uh, no.

You were lyin' then,
and you're stalling now.

Su Ling, we know.

You're not registered
at the university.

They've never heard of you.

We also know that you
entered the country

on a visitor's visa
out of Hong Kong,

not China like you told us.

I'm so sorry.

Please,

you have every right
to be angry,

but this is a very
difficult time for me.

I am not your foster child,
MacGyver.

I am not Su Ling.

My name is Mei Jan.

Su Ling was my roommate
at Beijing Teachers College.

That's how I know all about you,

how wonderful you are,

how you inspired her as a young girl
with your encouragement.

Your belief that
nothing is more precious

than freedom of mind and spirit.

We're listening.

The students,

my comrades at Tiananmen Square,

sent me to America.

I needed a safe place
to begin my mission,

and Su Ling had
told me about you.

Tiananmen Square?

You're part of the
student movement?

Why didn't Su Ling tell me
you were comin'?

Su Ling is dead.

What?

Killed by a government
soldier during the protests.

That is why I'm using her visa.

Perhaps you read about
the 21 student leaders

my government has
branded as criminals?

Yeah, we sure have.

You?

Yes.

If I did not escape,
I could be dead as well.

Freedom meant
everything to Su Ling,

And when the soldiers came,
we made a pact.

Whoever survived would make sure
that the world knew the truth.

It is what Su Ling lived for.

I have something to show you,

If it has not been stolen.

Thank goodness.

My government
will stop at nothing

to keep our story from
the eyes of the world.

And I will stop at nothing

to make sure the
world sees the truth.

It was June 3rd.

Su Ling was going
to give a speech

at the huge pro-democracy
rally that evening,

so I borrowed a
friend's video camera.

Along the way, we joined
in the giant celebration

of our new inspiration,

the goddess of democracy.

You can see the mood
that day was festive.

There were rumors that
the army would attack,

but we were not worried.

The night before,

10,000 of us had
turned them back

with gifts of food and flowers.

But we were wrong.

Late in the day,
the 38th army arrived with tanks.

When night fell,

the mood suddenly shifted,
and the trouble began.

Suddenly, somebody yelled
that the army was coming.

I looked, and there
were the tanks.

The first thing they destroyed
was the goddess of democracy.

Shots were fired.

Everybody began
running from the square.

First, an unarmed student
was shot in the arm,

And then those that started
to help him were also shot.

Everybody began running,

looking for escape from
the soldiers and the tanks.

Buses were set on fire,

and all of a sudden,

There were more shots
directly ahead of us.

And Su Ling shouted to
keep the camera running.

And then suddenly
we met Jiang and Li,

two girls from my dormitory.

I ran past the bus

looking for a way
back to the university.

They were right behind me
when I heard Su Ling shout.

I swung the camera around.

Then I heard Su Ling say,

"Please, we come in peace."

But the soldier
would not listen.

He shot them.

He shot them.

What's goin' on?
What is this?

What do you want?

We are friends of your family.

You're no friends of mine.

You don't intimidate me.

Your mother sends her
best wishes from Beijing.

She is in fine health.

She will remain so

only if you cooperate.

Using Su Ling's identity,
I was able to reach Macao.

From there I slipped
into Hong Kong

and was given a
plane ticket here.

If it is any comfort,

you were Su Ling's inspiration.

So, uh, what happens
to this tape now?

I deliver it to my contact here.

After Tiananmen Square,
the government destroyed

our underground
fax machine network.

They stopped our only
means of communicating

with each other and
the outside world.

Sure.

Cut off the flow of information,

the movement will die.

Yes. Exactly.

That's why I brought
these phone numbers,

to establish a new
fax machine network.

There are 50
numbers on this scroll.

That's a pretty clever way
to transmit Chinese characters.

I've memorized the numbers.

But now, my government
must know that I'm here,

or they would not have
attacked you and searched here.

Yeah, but they don't
know what you've got.

Well, they must suspect
I have the fax numbers,

but the tape, no.

If they suspected that, I would have
been killed the moment I landed here.

They would not have risked me
exposing the truth with this tape.

People must see this tape.

They will, Mei Jan.

They will.

I thought you were coming alone.

This is Mr. MacGyver.
He is with us.

MacGyver, this is Wing Lee.

Hi, how you doin'?

Everything okay?

If I seem nervous,

it is because I don't
like taking chances,

and by bringing you here,
we're taking an unnecessary one.

Now our activities may not seem
dangerous to you, Mr. MacGyver,

but they are.

And if I've offended
you by not trusting you,

I apologize.

Oh, believe me,
I'm not offended.

It shows you're being careful.
That's good.

We, uh, know Mei Jan's
been watched.

Yes.

Somebody broke
into MacGyver's house

and attacked a friend of his.

- Did they find the package?
- No. It is safe.

But that doesn't mean
they've stopped lookin'.

Well, I found a safe place
for Mei Jan to hide.

She will be all right there.

Good.

You are everything Su Ling
talked about, MacGyver.

Thank you for being my friend.

I'm safe now.

Okay.

Follow me.

You must first distribute the tape
to the International News Service.

I've already made
the initial contact.

The local station here will
link up with the satellite service.

Good.

Then the whole world will see what
our government has tried to bury.

You also have the
list of fax numbers?

Yes.

But we will not give the whole
list of fax numbers to anyone.

Only one number to one person.

That way, we can reduce our
chances of being discovered.

Mei Jan,

I'm sorry.

I'm a coward.

What is it?

You've done everything
expected of you.

I admire you, Wing Lee.
You are brave.

Forgive me.

Your mother would be
very proud of you, Wing Lee.

MacGyver, take a look.
Who's that?

Oh, that's Wing Lee.

It's the boy I was
tellin' you about.

Hey, Wing Lee,
what are you doin' here?

Where's Mei Jan?

Mr. MacGyver, they
threatened to kill my mother,

And... And I've
betrayed Mei Jan.

I... I don't know what to do.

My mother should not have
to pay for what I have done.

All right, settle down,
wait a minute.

What... what happened?

They took Mei Jan,

and they talked about
taking her to the consulate.

Well, sure, that makes sense.

They've got diplomatic immunity.

They use protected personnel
to pull off this kind of thing.

I'm going to call Washington,
see if I can get a few people

to put a little heat on the
Chinese consulate here.

No, Pete. If they contact
the Chinese consulate,

they'll know Wing Lee talked,

and they'll still go
after his mother.

Yes, that is true.

Yeah, but then we have
to make a choice

between protecting Mei Jan
or your mother.

Or maybe not.

Mei Jan said she
memorized the fax numbers.

Well, how does that help us?

Well, if we can fix it so
they can't touch his mother,

it's a whole new ball game.

Come on.

- Where's your mother live?
- Beijing.

I get it.

We fax a message to
the students underground.

Yes, the students will hide her.

Yeah, but what if Mei Jan has
already told 'em about these numbers?

- Do you think she would do that?
- No. Never.

Neither do I.

Let's do it.

People of China, free the people!

Do you believe us now?

Your superiors ordered the
murder of innocent students.

The students were armed
and provoked the army.

It was the wish of the people
that they be disciplined.

You're a liar!

What?

The list of fax numbers,
we know you carry it.

I don't know what
you're talking about.

Where is it?

Destroy the tape.

Take her downstairs.

You will remember the numbers.

Come on.

Freedom! Freedom!

Really, Mr. MacGyver.

You think you are
playing with children?

Missed one of
your cameras, did I?

What I do not understand,
Mr. MacGyver,

is why you bother.

I'm sure you don't.

You have an opportunity.

Persuade the girl to give us
the list of fax machines,

and you can go.

You know, I'm real
sorry about this,

but I couldn't convince her
even if I wanted to.

As trade liaison,

I enjoy diplomatic
immunity here.

So if you have any
hopes of rescue,

let me assure you it
will be too little too late.

Put him with the girl.

Mr. MacGyver.

Thank you.

Thanks.

MacGyver.

You have until this evening
to give us the fax numbers.

It is so much easier to dispose
of unwanted elements at night.

I've failed, MacGyver.

I have failed my
fellow students.

I've failed Su Ling.

I was so eager to get the
tape out for the world to see.

I made a stupid mistake.

My friends trusted me,
and I let them down.

Uh, it wasn't your fault,
Mei Jan.

It was.

Now they have erased
the tape and the truth with it.

Well, not exactly.

See, after you went to bed last night,
I made a copy.

Pete's looking
after distribution.

Oh, thank you.

Now, what do you say
we get out of here?

It's no use, MacGyver.

I've looked everywhere.
There's no way out.

Give me a hand with this bench.

Slide it over this way.

And despite China's assertions

that such reports
were pure fabrication,

these shocking scenes,
smuggled out of China

and released to news
services worldwide,

show a Chinese soldier
shooting three young women.

These events were recorded by a
student with a home video camera.

How can that be?
How can that be?

Mei Jan must have made copies.

Do you realize what this means?

Beijing will recall us when they
discover the source was Mei Jan.

We...

We will be disgraced

and executed.

Perhaps not.

Besides ourselves,
only this MacGyver or Wing Lee

know that we ever met Mei Jan,

or that we have this tape.

Wing Lee is in
no position to talk.

We have his mother
to use against him.

Yes. You're right.

Gather all your files.

Everything that
connects us to them.

Yang!

The students have hidden my mother.
She is safe for now.

Come on. I've got an idea.

Hold this pipe right here.

It's not gonna reach.

Hang on to that wood.

Look.

This is the last of them.

Take care of MacGyver
and Mei Jan now!

Where did they go?

Keep goin'.

How are we going
to get off this roof?

Tear out this cable.
I need about 200 feet of it.

Get the fire axe!

We must remember those people
who died in Tiananmen Square...

Thank you.

Thank you.

Please, listen to me.

I must talk to you about
a student from China.

One of our comrades escaped
the nightmare of Tiananmen Square.

She risked her life
to bring us the truth.

Her name is Mei Jan,

and now she is
a prisoner in there

inside the consulate!

Free Mei Jan!

Free China!

Free Mei Jan!

Free China!

Free Mei Jan!

Free China!

Free Mei Jan!

Free China!

Free Mei Jan!

Free China!

Free Mei Jan!

Free China!

Free Mei Jan!

Free China!

Free Mei Jan!

Free China!

Free Mei Jan!

Free China!

Tie it to your bumper
and take up the slack!

What are you doing?

You're gonna have
to trust me on this.

Take it up.

More. A little more.

A little more. Easy!

That's good.

Come ahead!

Free China! Free Mei Jan!

Free China! Free Mei Jan!

Free China! Free Mei Jan!

There she is!

This might sound ridiculous,

but hang on!

You all right?

Nice goin'.

Thanks.

You kids have fought
a great fight.

You can stop looking
over your shoulder now.

The newspaper said the consulate staff
had been recalled to China.

I don't think you or Mei Jan have to
worry about their replacements either.

The Chinese government has
had enough bad press for a while.

Here it is.

She's safely across the border.

The report says
she's in Hong Kong.

My mother is safe. She is safe.

That is wonderful news.

Thank you. Both of you.

Hey, no problem.

Yes, MacGyver.
No problem.

I'm telling you,

Billy Colton has
compromised our files,

and I don't like it.

Yes, and as soon
as you're finished,

I want a full report on how security
was breached in the first place.

And check the files,
see if anything else is missing.

Hi, Pete.

Ah, MacGyver.

What's this I hear about Billy?

I thought he was working out okay.

Well, he was. Listen, he's
been a model employee.

Ever since you first talked me
into giving him a job in the mailroom.

In fact, right up until this.

This is a confidential case file

associated with the Phoenix Foundation
endangered species program.

Now, two years ago,
we established a reward,

and we hired Billy's brothers,
Frank and Jesse,

to find this man.

- Ladysmith?
- Yeah.

He's the godfather
of the poaching trade.

And he's still at large.

And he personally is responsible

for pushing several
African species

right to the brink
of extinction.

So the guy's a slimeball.

What's that got
to do with Billy?

Well, Billy hasn't been back
here to work since last Monday,

so naturally we got concerned.

In his locker, we found this.
Come here.

And these.

Look at this.

"Rhino Horn Stockpile
Stolen From Nabo Ranch"?

Yeah. Nabo Ranch
is an animal preserve

that we've been
working with in Kambezi.

It's run by a woman
named Kate Hubley.

Here, look at this.

Billy circled Nabo on the map.

So, you think Billy
made some connection

between this Ladysmith
and the stolen horns?

No, I-I-I'm suggesting
more than that.

I think he skipped out on
a good steady job again

for a crack at a $50,000 reward,

and a chance to make the big score
that his brothers couldn't.

Oh, I should have seen it coming.

Yeah, well, that's not all.

Your friend Billy

booked a flight to Kambezi
two days ago,

and he used our travel agency,

and he charged it to
the Phoenix Foundation.

Listen, you told me about Billy.

I mean, how he's
jealous of his brothers,

and how he really wants to
be a bounty hunter himself.

Well, I think he's trying
to prove something here

that he's not ready to prove.

Guess we should call
Frank and Jesse, huh?

No, no, that won't work.
I've already tried them.

They are not to be found.

That's why I called you.

I hope you're not...

MacGyver, I have
already sent a telegram

to Ms. Hubley telling her
that you are on the way.

But, Africa?
Pete, I can't just go to Africa.

MacGyver, why not?

Listen, this kid is
chasing a ruthless killer.

He is in way, way over his head.

Besides,

aside from his brothers,

you are the closest thing
that he's got to family.

I mean, how can you not go?

We've been waging war
with the poachers for years.

And we've all
been affected by it.

And now Sam is gone.

Sam was a good friend

and a brave ranger.

He believed that the stockpile he
was guarding represented hope.

The hope that by
burning those horns,

we might finally get our message
across to world governments

to enforce the import ban
on rhino horns,

and stop the slaughter
of our black rhinos

before they become extinct.

And the slaughter of the
people trying to protect them.

Sam gave his life for that dream.

If we lose the rhinos,
will the elephants be next?

This is a war we
simply must win.

We won't let you down, Sam.

We'll get those horns back.

Whatever it takes.

Excuse me?

Kate Hubley?

Yes?

Hi, my name's MacGyver.

Um, Pete Thornton sent you
a telegram from the States.

Oh, yes. I've been expecting you.

Would you excuse me?

I need to see the family
for a moment.

Come.

Remarkable woman.

I am General Mabuto,

Kambezi Defense Force.

MacGyver.

It is not every white heiress that
would come to a black country

and create a sanctuary
like Nabo Ranch

for endangered animals.

Well, from what I know
about the poaching problem,

Africa and what's left
of the rhino population

are pretty lucky to have her.

Yes.

But even with my soldiers
reinforcing Kate's rangers,

there isn't enough
manpower to stop the poachers.

Are you here to help Kate with
the problem, Mr. MacGyver?

Uh, well I'd like to, but I'm here
on a more private matter.

Very good.
Enjoy your visit.

But, uh, be careful, sir.

Africa is like a sleeping lion.

Very beautiful...

when left alone.

Sorry.

Uh, Pete mentioned
something in his telegram

about a missing
Phoenix employee?

Yeah. Evidently he
made a connection

to your stolen rhino horns.

We think he's tracking a
poaching trader,

name of Ladysmith.
You heard of him?

That name is
synonymous with poaching.

What's your friend's name again?

Billy Colton.

Doesn't look familiar.

We're ready to go.

The horns and the boxes,
just as I promised.

As you can see, Ladysmith,
your refinery proved quite effective.

The perfect way to
smuggle this product.

Excellent.

Drugs?

Good. Now where is the money?

Oh, don't worry. You get your
money as soon as the product

is safely across the
border in South Africa.

That was not our deal.

Our agreement was
payment in full, in advance.

The deal's changed.

I have risked everything
to acquire the product!

I need that money!

Don't ever touch me again!

No black man touches me,
you understand?

Now listen carefully.

Chan is the biggest
in the business.

He's the only person I know
who can handle a load this big.

I want my money.

I'm meeting him in the Safari Room
of the Gold City Hotel at 5:00.

As soon as I see the money,

we'll join you at the
rendezvous point.

Now you get paid,
and everybody goes home happy.

Now, that's the way
it is now, Mabuto.

Be there.

I will be there.

But if you do not have
my money this time,

I will cut you

into small pieces.

Then you will not have to worry

about a black man
touching you again.

You're looking at
50 million years of survival.

Now they're almost gone?

Because of the very thing nature
gave them to protect themselves.

I checked with all my rangers.
Nobody's seen your friend.

Well, that doesn't make sense.

Yeah, I'm on my way.

We've got more poachers loose.
You'd better stay here.

- I'll come along.
- I can handle it.

Didn't say you couldn't.

Just offering help.

All right then, come on.

Djano!

We found the poacher just
beyond the trees, Miss Kate.

Take him to the ranch.

Oh, my God.

He used a chainsaw
so he could get away faster.

A chainsaw, for God's sake!

It never stops, MacGyver.

Damn it, it never stops!

He speaks a mountain dialect,
Miss Kate,

but I have been
able to determine

that he was involved
somehow in the stockpile theft.

Who does he work for?

I can't determine that.

But he jabbered something
about a "sugar house."

Sugar house?

Well, thanks.

That's the third rhino this month.

Kate, I gotta tell you.

That is the sickest, cruelest,

most inhumane thing
I've ever seen in my life.

And for what?

A few hundred dollars?

That's a year's wage
for most Africans.

I want to hate the poachers,
but I can't.

It's the traders, the ones
who control the market

who have to be stopped.

They get over $15,000
a kilo for those horns.

That... That's more
than the price of gold.

And more than enough
to make it dangerous

for anyone who
gets in their way, huh?

Like your friend?

Yeah, especially him.

You know, I don't get it.

Billy cut out an article
about the theft at the ranch,

and circled Nabo on the map.

But nobody around
here's seen him.

This whole district
is called Nabo.

Well, maybe he made
some other connection.

Wait, wait!

The poacher said "sugar house."

Maybe he was talking
about the Nabo Sugar refinery.

It's about 20 miles
north of here.

Could be a base of operations.

All right, I'll check it out.

Uh...

I can find it.

I didn't say you couldn't.

Just offering my help.

There were over 2,000
horns in that stockpile.

They came from all over Africa.

Some confiscated,

others removed from rhinos

as part of the
De-horning program

to save them from poachers.

Well, the article said you
were planning on burning 'em.

Yes. As a symbol.

In front of the world press.

I figured if we destroyed

millions of dollars worth of horns
instead of selling them,

maybe we'd convince the world
leaders how urgent the problem is

and finally get them to enforce
the import ban on rhino horns.

Well, won't burning those horns
increase the demand?

There are less than 3,500
black rhinos left on the planet.

After the supply is gone,

the demand is irrelevant.

He doesn't speak Swahili.

He must be a mountain tribesman.

Gold fillings.

No calluses on his hands.

This man is no tribesman.

Who are you?

He's a thief. Shoot him.

No, no, wait!

He speaks English!

He must be a spy.

No! I mean...

Well, actually, yes, I am a spy.

Actually, I work for Ladysmith.

What?

Hey, let's face it, the dude
don't trust you, you understand?

Uh, nothing heavy.

He just sent me to, uh,
keep an eye on things.

You know, make sure
everything goes down copacetic,

you know what I'm saying?

It sounds as if you're a
valued employee of Ladysmith's.

Oh, you got that straight.

Good.

I have been wanting to
send Ladysmith a message

that best expresses
my feelings towards him.

Hang him.

Hang?

That's a joke, right? Well, no!

Well, I lied, I'm not a...

Wait, wait, wait!

That's it. Nabo Sugar.

W-What are you doing?

I thought we'd go in
around the back

in case there is a
connection to that poacher.

The horns, MacGyver.
The boat's leaving!

That's Billy!

Oh, my God,
they're gonna hang him!

All right. You get to the Jeep.

On my signal,
drive straight at 'em.

- Got it.
- Go.

- Billy!
- MacGyver!

Run, Billy, run!

MacGyver, am I glad to see you!

What are you doing here?

No, Billy, I'll ask the questions.

What are you doing here?

Come on, Billy.

Let's see if we can sort this out.

I appreciate everything
you and Miss Hubley

have done for me, MacGyver.

I owe you my life.

And you owe Pete Thornton and
your brothers a huge explanation.

I was just trying
to prove to them

that I can be just
as good as they are.

Billy,

Frank and Jesse are experienced
professional bounty hunters.

Do you know what that means?

That means you take
things one step at a time,

you think 'em through,

and you ask for help when
it's obvious you need it!

Okay! All right! I'm a loser.

- That's not what I said.
- Yeah, but you think it.

- Just like Jesse and Frank.
- Billy,

we all love you.

It's just that you
never listen to anybody!

Why don't you both
come up to the house?

We'll get something
cool to drink.

Answer me one thing here.

How did you ever
connect Ladysmith

with that sugar refinery, huh?

I wrote every
records office in Africa

asking for anything with
Ladysmith's name on it.

This one escrow officer

gave me the one big score
Jesse and Frank never found.

Nabo Sugar.

Right.

Yeah, now, Billy, you see, that is a
very smart piece of detective work.

Yeah, I thought so, too.

I guess that's why I figured I could
bag Ladysmith all by my lonely.

Yeah, but I don't get it. You saw
him arrive, you saw him leave.

Why did you bother to
stick around after that?

'Cause when I saw
what was going down,

I figured I could bag the
whole operation by myself.

Ladysmith, his supplier, the works.

This supplier. Who's he?

I don't know, some black guy.

Him and a few other Zulus
took off in a boat

with the horns and the dope.

Dope?

Yeah, dope.

That's why this bust is so huge.

It's more than just
rhino horns, MacGyver.

It's like a whole drug operation,

some kind of African crack
or something.

They're running it in
these little sugar packets.

MacGyver, what is it?

Uh, I don't know.

What are you doin'?

I'm making a filter.

Sugar dissolves in water.

That ain't like no dope
I've ever seen.

Keratin.

Keratin?

That's the stuff your
fingernails are made out of.

Also rhino horn.

That means they're dealing
to two different markets.

The granulated horn is sold in Asia.

The whole horn ends up
in North Yemen.

Yeah, I heard the, uh,
Chinese use it in medicines.

But what would they do with
the whole horns in Yemen?

They make dagger handles
out of it as a symbol of virility.

Nice, huh?

They are servicing the two
biggest markets in the world.

If we could just stop that boat
and get those horns.

Billy, any idea where
that boat is going?

No. But Ladysmith said he
was gonna meet the buyer

at some place called the, uh,
Gold City Hotel at 5:00 today.

Oh, that's an exclusive resort
downriver, in South Africa.

How long would it
take to get there?

Maybe an hour.

You're thinking of
following the buyer?

No. I was thinking
of taking his place.

MacGyver, you're starting
to sound like I've been acting.

The, uh, buyer's name is Chan.

As in Chinese.

And Ladysmith knows the dude.

How do you figure
on taking his place?

I don't know, Billy.

But I do know I need your help.

Chan is registered in Room 580.

All right, you said the meeting's at 5:00.
That gives you 10 minutes.

After all I put you two through,

are you sure you want
to trust me to pull this off?

I trust you, Billy.

We'll be up there.

You two sure know
how to turn on the heat.

MacGyver...

Five to 5:00.

- What do you want?
- Uh, room service.

I didn't order any room service.

You didn't?

Uh, let me check the order.

Can you hold this for a minute?

I did it!

Five after 5:00.

Looks like Billy did his part.

Ladysmith.

Name's MacGyver. Chan sent me.

Where is Chan?
I only deal with Chan.

Well, not this time.

See, Chan likes to layer
himself in deals this big.

So, are we gonna
dance around a little here

or are we gonna do some business?

Where's the money?

Don't worry about the money.

I see the horns first.

No, no.

You don't see the horns
until I see the money.

That's the way it is.

That's not the way
Chan does business.

Then Chan has a problem.

Look, either I see those horns first,

or the deal's off.

You're bluffing the wrong man,
Mr. MacGyver.

Uh-uh,

I don't need to bluff.

I give you 10 seconds
to change your mind

or Chan goes home empty-handed.

Look, pal...

We both know there aren't
any other buyers big enough

to take those horns
off your hands.

Five seconds.

It's been a pleasure meeting you.

What?

Wait!

Who are you?

I'm with MacGyver.
I work for Chan also.

So?

So you two are a bit bull-headed

and I am not about to
incur our boss's displeasure

by watching this
deal fall apart.

What, you'd rather
get our throats cut

for losing his
money to this guy?

We have a method, Mr. Ladysmith.

You show MacGyver the horns.

He calls me and I arrive within
five minutes with the money.

Now how can you argue with that?

All right. Done. With one hitch.

You come with me to look at the horns
and he will bring the money.

- Uh-uh, no way.
- Done. Where do we go?

Take Highway 5
to the Victoria Dam.

We'll meet on the
Powerhouse Bridge.

After she's seen the horns,

I give you five minutes to show
with the money. If you don't...

the natives will have
a new toy to play with.

I'll get the car.

What are you doing?
I had him totally bluffed.

- He wasn't going anywhere.
- He was going out the door.

MacGyver, I want those
horns back. It's important.

I know it's important,
but you have to understand...

When am I gonna
get through to you?

I can handle myself.
This is Africa, remember?

The car's ready. Come on.

You take the old
highway to the dam.

You can find it on the map.
You'll get there ahead of us.

Yeah? Then what?

Then...

think of something.

You're awfully good at that,
I've noticed.

Mission accomplished.
What's next?

I'll think of something.

Looks like we beat
Ladysmith here.

What's he doing here?

That's Ladysmith's supplier.

Why, what's wrong?

That guy is head of the
Kambezi Defense Force.

His name's Mabuto.

He knows Kate.

And if he sees her...

she's dead.

So what you're saying is...

is we have to get down there
before Kate and Ladysmith do.

Yeah, basically.

But how?

I mean, without
them spotting us?

Shingle bolt flume.

Shingle what?

Don't tell me you're really
gonna slide down that thing!

We are.

- MacGyver.
- Hold tight.

Wait here.

You are late.

It was Chan's fault, not mine.

Where is the money?

Chan's people want
to see the horns first.

That's not our agreement.

Whoa.

All right, you stay here.
I'll get her out.

I warned you, eh?

Look, Chan has a system.

As soon as this
woman sees the horns,

she will signal her partner
and then he'll bring the money.

Woman? What woman?

In the car.

Okay, lady. Come on out,
take a look at the horns.

- All right, Kate, let's go.
- MacGyver, they're coming.

Follow my lead.

Come on, lady,
get out of the car.

Miss Hubley?

You know her?

What kind of game is this?

What are you talking about?
She's one of Chan's people.

That woman is a game
conservationist, you fool!

She runs Nabo Ranch!

We stole the horns from there.

Die!

Kate!

Don't move.

That goes for you, too, slick!

Billy, cover them!

Hang on!

Oh, Billy, thank you.

MacGyver...

Tell 'em.

Well, we got 'em all, MacGyver.

Ladysmith, Mabuto, Chan...

Billy, what are you gonna
do with the reward money?

Oh, I don't know.

Probably finance the next one.

- The next one?
- Yeah, I didn't tell you?

Right before I left, I found
out there was one other case

Jesse and Frank never cracked.

- Billy...
- A guy named Romanov.

He jumped bail about six years ago
with a bunch of those Faberge eggs.

I got a, you know, tip that he
was in Russia and I thought...

Billy...

Yeah, it's a crazy idea.

Protecting the rhinos is a
better use for that reward money.

Good man.

Today is a day of hope.

The hope that the people of the world

will recognize the plight of the
black rhino before it's too late.

As we burn these horns,

we appeal to the
leaders of the world

to save the black rhino
from extinction.

By enforcing the worldwide
import ban on rhino horns.

Please help us.

You think it'll work, MacGyver?

I hope so, Billy.

I sure hope so.

This is Richard Dean Anderson.

In 1989,

there are less than 4,000
black rhinos alive in the wild.

Unless something is done,

the current rate of killing
will make them extinct

by the year 2000.

Get her.

Hi, Pete.

MacGyver, you look terrific.

You should wear
a tux more often.

Strictly camouflage.

As long as I have to be here,
I might as well blend in.

Well, this is why

the foundation launched
its art acquisition program.

Do you realize how many
great works of art like this

disappear into corporate
vaults every year?

It's criminal.

Well, how many are
you planning on gettin'?

Well, we've already
raised about $4 million.

Now when that runs out, we'll
start pounding the pavements again.

Here, I want to
show you something.

This is one of the paintings

that we're going to
be bidding on tonight.

Now you tell me,

would you rather
see a painting like this

hidden away in some
private collection,

or out on display
in a public gallery

where everyone can enjoy it?

Pete, you don't
have to convince me.

Just make sure you
get your money's worth.

Well, that's covered.

That's why our art consultant
is meeting us here.

In fact, I'm gonna look
for Dr. Sand. Excuse me.

- Hi.
- Hi.

Quite a painting, huh?

Peter Paul Rubens.

The hills north of Antwerp.
About 1625.

1625? I wouldn't
give you $15 for it.

Sorry.

I know where you can get a
great deal on a matador painting,

On black velvet.

Now you're talkin' art.

Ah, here you are.
So, you two have met.

Almost, not quite.

Oh, well, then,
let me formalize it.

MacGyver, this is Dr. Laura Sand,
our new fine arts expert.

She advises us on
all our purchases.

Mine, too.

Nice to meet you, Dr. Sand.

Likewise.

Sold for $670,000.
Congratulations, sir.

Next, catalogue item 52.
A work by Peter Paul Rubens.

Painted by the noted Flemish
artist near Antwerp in 1625.

We shall open the
bids at $300,000.

$300,000?

We have 300. Do we have 325?

Now would be a good
time to make your first bid.

325 for this fine work,
ladies and gentlemen?

Thank you, sir. We have 325.

Do we have 350, anybody?

Hey, pal, would you
mind paying your fare?

I have $400,000. 410. Anyone?

We have 410. Do I hear 415?

Thank you, sir.
$415,000 is the bid.

We're up to $415,000.

Do we have 420?

We have 420. Do I hear $425?

I'd go one more.

425, ladies and gentlemen, for
one of Rubens' finest landscapes?

425, anyone?

We have $425. $430, anyone?

Going once, for $425,000.

$425,000 going twice.
Any other bids?

My God! It's true!

$425,000 going three times.

Sir!

Sold, to Mr. Peter Thornton
of the Phoenix Foundation.

Sir, excuse me, sir! No, no!

You cannot sell this painting,
it's my painting.

No, it's my painting,
it belongs to my family.

This is my painting!

Hey, wait a minute.

My God, oh, no! Oh, my God!

Hey, what are you doing?

Please, believe me,
I'm not insane!

Look at that.
Why did you do that?

Whoever is in charge,
this is my painting!

It was stolen from my family!

We have some trouble.
I'll be right there.

Please let go, you're hurting me.
Please!

Hey, come on guys,
take it easy, huh?

Sir, t-the E.R.R, they stole
this painting from my family.

Please believe me!

You do believe me, don't you?

It's the truth. It's... it's the truth.
It's my painting.

Get that man out of here.
Call the police.

The painting is mine,
I can prove it.

Please, I'm not insane!

I'm not trying to
make trouble here.

Please, it's my family's painting!

But how can you be
so sure he's telling the truth?

The guy had numbers
tattooed on his arm, Pete.

This is not just some lunatic
looking for attention.

Well, having been in
a concentration camp

doesn't prove his story,
MacGyver.

Pete, the old guy was hurtin'.

You see the look in his eyes?

Uh, Mr. Brand,

I'm Bill Smith, Channel 4.

In a congressional district
plagued with violence

in our streets and our parks,

what do you intend to
do if elected, Mr. Brand?

We cannot let the punks
and criminals of this world

run free and control our lives.

We must make the
streets safe for our children.

That's what America's about,
freedom.

Freedom to take charge
and protect our loved ones.

It's time the leaders of this
great nation did just that. Lead.

I don't know, it's a big job.

It's a shame, it's so beautiful.

Doctor, what's the prognosis?

Well, I think,
we can restore it,

But it's gonna take some time.

Is there any possibility that that
old man has a claim on this picture?

Well, he did mention the E.R.R.

The E.R.R? What is that?

Einsatzstab Rosenberg
Reichsminister.

Hitler's personal band
of art thieves.

His goons ransacked
Europe during World War II.

Looting and stockpiling
tremendous works of art.

Nothing was safe.

So, it is possible this painting
belonged to his family.

He did say he could prove that.

Well, then why didn't he prove it,
instead of charging

into that art auction like a
madman? Look what he did.

I don't know, Pete, but don't
you think we should at least ask?

Yes, you're right, we should.

And he's still in custody
over at the police station.

I'm on it.

You know, if he's right,
if that old man is telling the truth,

then I've just purchased
a stolen painting.

A damaged stolen painting.

Has the art gallery sent
over the provenance yet?

No.

I'd like to compare the history of
ownership with our research sources.

Well, I'll go get it myself.

The, uh, sales receipt lists
Lyle Hoggart as the seller.

Mr. Hoggart, go right in, sir.

So, what have you found out?

His name is Sam Bolinski.

A Jew.

A survivor?

Possibly.

What is this proof
he claims to have?

I don't know.

It may just be talk.

Or, it is possible
he has something

that could prove damaging to us.

Don't worry.

There is no way anyone
can trace the Rubens to you.

And the Van Dycks we sold
in San Francisco?

They'll never connect any of
the sales to the campaign funds.

We cannot afford to
have questions raised.

The old Jew

must never be allowed to
produce this proof of his.

Have him killed.

All I want to do is talk to Mr. Bolinski,
ask him a few questions.

Look, everybody at that auction
saw him trying to steal that painting.

But the old guy still
insists it belongs to him.

Well, it could belong to him.

He says he can prove it.
I just want to give him the chance.

Well, it's your painting.

I guess there's no harm
in talkin' to him.

Yeah, Bolinski, Samuel.
He's in Holding 3.

You want to bring him
up to the Squad Room?

Great, thanks.

Buy you a coffee?

No, thanks.

Knife!

Drop it! Freeze!

- Are you okay?
- I think so.

- You're from the auction.
- Is he dead?

I'm afraid so.

Thought I could
make it to pension

without having to use
this thing on anybody.

I could have disarmed him,
you know?

Huh, it looks like he
was disarming you.

You'd better get that looked at.

Why? Why would he attack me?

Ever see this slime before?

No, never!

Forgive me, officer.

You saved my life.

I don't know how to thank you.

And thank you, my friend.

MacGyver.

My friend, MacGyver.

More trouble?

Everything is under control,
Wilhelm.

You said Bolinski was under control.
Now, he's on the street.

Who knows what he's told this man
from the Phoenix Foundation.

One old man is
not going to destroy

years of planning and preparation.

Grandmother, the
election's only two days away.

One whiff of a scandal,
any scandal, could sink me.

And if I go down,
we all do, you know that.

That is why you must let me
handle this matter, Wilhelm.

You will be protected.

Your chamber of commerce speech
is at 4:00.

Wear your blue suit.

Now, Hoggart,
about this Bolinski...

He's with a man named MacGyver,

At the Phoenix Foundation.

If the old man shows
proof of his claim to anyone,

I want them stopped, as well.

Do you understand me?

Yes, madame.

MacGyver, Pete told me about
what happened at the police station.

Oh, yeah. No permanent damage.

Uh, Sam?

This is Dr. Laura Sand.
She's repairing the Rubens.

A doctor and so beautiful.

Yeah, you make your
parents proud, yes?

Are you sure you're okay?

Don't worry for me,
I am a survivor.

Well, I found something
strange on the Rubens.

Here, take a look at this.

Some sort of odd residue.

What kind of residue?

We're not sure.

The lab's still breaking down
it's full analysis.

You know, Rubens painted a lot of
Antwerp landscapes, Mr. Bolinski.

Are you sure this one is yours?

Listen, doctor,

this painting used to hang
over our fireplace.

As a boy, I would stare into it and
wonder what was behind that hill,

what was beyond those trees.

I grew up in this painting,
Dr. Sand.

It is part of me.

And you say the Nazis stole it?

Yes, they took everything.

My family had one of the
finest art collections in Izbica,

in all of Poland, I dare say.

Before the Nazis.

Well, what would Hitler
want with all this art work?

Let me show you something.

Hitler wanted to use
the E.R.R. to create

a museum of the master race.

Over 12 million pieces of art
and valuables were stolen...

17,000 objects
were labeled degenerate

and either sold off
or destroyed.

A lot more ended up in
S.S. officers' private collections.

After the war, the allies
found thousands of paintings

hidden in warehouses
and salt mines.

Oh.

I'm so sorry, I didn't know
that was on there.

For you, these are only pictures.

For me, it's not just a, a movie.

Now, Sam, do you remember
when the painting was stolen?

October 12,1948.
It was a Saturday morning.

It just happened to be Yom Kippur.

I've been going through these E.R.R.
records from Washington all day.

There's no record
of a Bolinski family.

The records are not there
because I have them.

You have the original E.R.R. records?

But how?

Those of us the Nazis could use,
they kept alive.

I knew about art. So I volunteered
to be be a clerk for the E.R.R.

I was then sent to
Auschwitz for 4 years.

You actually worked for them?

My other choice
was the gas chamber.

One day, I found the pages where
my family's art was catalogued.

I ripped them from the ledger.

Where are the pages now, Sam?

At my home.

I'd like to take a look
at those documents,

if you don't mind, Mr. Bolinski.

It would be my pleasure.
But, the name is Sam.

Okay, Sam.

Let's go get those
papers right now.

Yes. Is Sand your real name?

Actually, it was Sandberg.

My grandfather changed it
when he arrived at Ellis Island.

Changing your name, you can do.

But changing who you are,

this you can never do.

Here's the address.

The old man lives
out in San Tofino.

Take him straight to the mine.

Got it, Mr. Hoggart.

Laura, where's MacGyver?

He took Mr. Bolinski home
to get the E.R.R. records.

Mister Bolinski says they prove
the painting was stolen

from his family in 1940.

Well, according to this provenance
from the auction house,

the painting was sold
to the Hoggart family

eight years earlier, in 1932.

Well, they can't both be right.

You know, I'm going to call the
National Archives in Washington D.C.

See if they can shed
a little light on this.

They owe me one anyway.

Veronica, hold down the fort.
I'm going to see if Mr. Hoggart

can clear up a few of
these questions himself.

All right.

That was one bumpy ride.
But we made it.

Jackpot.

I know I should have made
copies of the documents years ago.

Hello, Mrs. Jackson.

But I thought the painting
was lost forever.

Uh, there is a box under the counter,
if you can help me.

My back has been bothering me
since the night of the auction.

Yeah, over here
on the table, please.

Thank you.

Oh,

here, that's my family.

That's me. My father.

He was killed when
they first invaded.

What about your mother
and sister, and the baby?

That's my other sister.
You see, there came a pogrom.

They wanted all the
Jews out of Izbica.

So we were sent to S-Sobibor.

Within an hour,

my mother and my sisters...

I can still see the black smoke.

Mr. Hoggart?

Look, whatever it is,
it'll have to wait.

I'm with the Phoenix Foundation.

It's about the Rubens painting
you sold yesterday at the auction.

What about it?

The provenance you gave
the auction house,

there seems to be a problem.

You have a problem,
talk to my lawyer.

Well, if that's how
you want to handle it.

But I should warn you,
we found evidence

that directly
contradicts your claim.

What kind of evidence?

E.R.R. documents that prove
the painting is stolen.

Somehow, I don't think anyone's
going to see those documents.

Do you?

From Auschwitz,

before they sent me back to Sobibor,
one of the worst death camps.

Most new arrivers were gassed
within two hours when they got there.

Life had no place in Sobibor.

Ah, here, here, here.

Here. You see?

Uh, my German's a little rusty.

Oh, right,
"Rubens, Antwerp landscape.

Year of confiscation: 1940."
You see? Just as I said.

Don't move.

Step aside, folks, please.

- Sergeant Gray?
- Yes.

Hi, I'm Pete Thornton.

Oh, hi, Mr. Thornton.
Nice to see you.

Thanks for calling.

So, uh, what have you found?

- You got anything to go on?
- Not much.

We do have a witness, but all
she saw was four guys in ski masks

hustling your
friends off into a van.

So, what's next?
Where do we start?

Normally, you hang tough
and wait for a ransom demand.

Oh, I think there's more to this
than a simple ransom.

Our art expert, Dr. Laura Sand,
is missing too.

- And I think it's related.
- How's that?

Well, she went to check
on the painting's provenance

with the previous owner,
a man named Hoggart.

And she hasn't come back.
I can't find her.

And he's nowhere
to be found, either.

Well, look, I'll get an A.P.B.
out on them right away.

Good. Thanks.

Listen, while you're at it,
will you have your people

check on any silver mines
operating in the area?

- Silver mines?
- Yeah.

Dr. Sand had our lab run
an analysis on some particles

that she found on the painting.

Well, the lab confirms
that those particles

are lead sulfide,

Which is a common residue
from silver mining.

Well, it's worth a try.

Oh, it's great, I'll get right on it.

Now, lookit, you keep me posted
if anything new turns up, all right?

Don't worry,
you'll be the first to know.

And return the favor, okay?

Here's the E.R.R.records.

What is this place?

I don't know, Sam.

Inside.

Take the van around the back.

- Come on.
- Huh?

Let's go.

MacGyver! Sam!

Laura? What happened?
How'd you get here?

She made the same mistake
you did, young man.

She ask too many questions.

Jawohl, Frau Brandenberg.

We have met?

No, we were never
formally introduced.

She... She would come to Sobibor,
always first on line.

She, and the wives
of the other officers,

they would pick through the
dead's valuables like vultures.

You...

Oh, yes, Frau Brandenberg,
I know you!

Here are the E.R.R. documents.

Get me madame's office.

Hello.

What? How?

Uh-huh.

I see you're a Brand supporter.

Yes, my grandson is about
to become a congressman.

Brand is your grandson?

Brand. Brandenberg.

You can change what you're called,
but not what you are.

I'll take care of it.

Trouble.

Someone named Thornton
from the Phoenix Foundation

has asked police to check out
silver mines in the area.

We have to evacuate
to another base.

Yes. Be sure everything is moved.

Those are historic documents!

And now they are historic ashes.

You know, burning those papers
won't change the truth.

You want the truth,
Mr. MacGyver?

Here is the truth.

Our master plan.

The 10% solution.

California, Nevada,
Oregon, Washington, Idaho.

5 of your 50 states

will become the
new Aryan nation.

My God!

You can't be serious.

Oh, I am.

See, it is already happening.
We have churches, public officials,

school teachers, police chiefs.

People of influence.

All of them our people.

Looking out for our interests.

The purity of the white race.

Didn't a guy named
Adolf try that once before?

Hitler moved too fast.

We have learned patience.

First infiltrate,

then we dominate.

It may take 10, 20 years,

but it will happen.

You would do that again?

You would unleash
your horror on the world?

Take them to the mine.

We will see each other again.

Not in your lifetime, old man.

Move.

Come on, let's go. Load 'em.

That's a Renoir! That painting
was listed destroyed in 1940.

Monet? Rembrandt?

MacGyver,
these paintings are priceless.

Congressional elections are expensive.

So is buying cops. Hello, Gray.

They didn't have to buy me,
MacGyver.

I was sold on 'em years ago.

Now, if you'd have
left well enough alone,

the old man would be dead

and I wouldn't have had to
gun down one of our own people.

Come on, let's go.

Bring that welding rig.

Keep going.
Through that door.

Come on. Come on, move it.

This is where we say goodbye.

This isn't Sobibor, but we'll try
to make you feel at home.

Hey, come on, take...

Make sure the line feeding
the acetylene is airtight.

This is nuts. Why don't
we just shoot them?

Madame is feeling nostalgic.

Gas.

The animals! They're gassing us!

You can't do this! You animals!
You can't do this to us!

Let's go.

You can't do this.

You cannot leave us here to die!

Please! You can't do this! Please!

Please!

MacGyver. MacGyver!

Please, come out of it.

Y-You've gotta help us.

MacGyver!

They're gassing us, MacGyver.

It smells like garlic.

That must be acetylene.

It'll fill from the top of the
room first, so get down.

Stay down.

We're going to die.

No!

We will not die.

We will get out of this place.

It's only a matter of how,
is it not, MacGyver?

Uh, yeah, right.

But this is impossible.

Sobibor was impossible.

500 stormed the gates.

200 died. But 300 of us lived.

We must escape to make sure
this horror does not happen again.

All right. I think I got it.

What?

Well, this is a fire door.
It's hollow.

Metal on two sides,
air in the middle.

But, how's that
going to help us?

Let him work.

Laura, give me
one of your earrings.

What for?

Go on, go on, he has an idea.

Here's the last of it,
Mr. Thornton.

Well, never mind, I've got it.

Bonaventure Silver Mine.
Hoggart is a shareholder.

He's got some
prominent partners.

Judge Turpin,

Dean Smithers of
Saint Anne's University.

Hoggart keeps
pretty good company.

Get Sergeant Gray on the line.

I want to see if
he can tie this in

with anything else he's
picked up on Hoggart.

Hello, police? I'd like to speak
with Sergeant Gray.

Mr. Thornton, what's wrong?

Look who's a share holder.

Harold Gray?

Yeah. As in Sergeant Gray.

My God, he's part of it.

He sure is.

All right,

now I need a spark to ignite it.

Take cover, back here.

Some idea, huh, doctor?

Should be over for them.

Get a gas mask from storage.

Dump the bodies down the shaft.

- I'll fill up the truck.
- Yes, sir.

Ow!

I should be able to get as far
as the art truck in this outfit.

Then I'll swing around
and pick you up.

But the Nazis. We can't
just let them walk away.

One step at a time, Sam.

Well?

Gray.

How long till we're
ready to pull out?

About 10 minutes, maybe less.

Sam.

Okay, let's go.

Oh, now, come on, man,
let's get this thing out of here!

Come on, let's go!

Ow!

- Where's Sam?
- Over there.

He knocked out
Hoggart and went inside.

Oh, man. Come on. Come on.

Hold it, hold it!

Move! Move! Move!

Hurry up!

Come on!

Well, Mr. Brand.

Looks like your popularity
has taken a nosedive.

Get him out of here.

It ends here, Frau Brandenberg.

Revenge? Is that it?

Some would call it justice.

You will not kill me.

You Jews are weak.

No, we are not.

In fact, your hate has
made us even stronger.

- Sam!
- No, don't stop me.

You deserve to die.

The world would be a better place
without you and your kind.

The feeling is mutual.

Perhaps we are not so different,

you and I.

No.

We are very different.

Outside, now!

Come on!

1, 2, 3, 4!

♪ Come on in,
gonna party all night ♪

♪ We're gonna rock
'cause we won the fight ♪

♪ On the war on drugs ♪

♪ Here in paradise ♪

♪ Ohh ♪

♪ If the people don't see
this heaven on earth ♪

♪ Wasting all their time,
don't know what it's worth ♪

♪ They've given up ♪

♪ They don't know
how to live their ♪

♪ Higher life ♪

♪ We're living the ♪

♪ Higher life ♪

♪ Oh, yeah ♪

♪ And you know
we won't give in ♪

♪ You got one life ♪

♪ And we're here to win ♪

♪ Higher life ♪

♪ We're living the ♪

♪ Higher life ♪

♪ Oh, yeah ♪

♪ We're staying clear,
will be staying clean ♪

♪ 'cause this life
means everything ♪

♪ Oh, yeah ♪

♪ Stay clean! Stay straight! ♪

♪ The devil's always
there to pull you down ♪

♪ To the pool of drugs,
he'll watch you drown ♪

♪ But we're staying strong ♪

♪ To get our dreams ♪

♪ Higher life ♪

♪ We're living the ♪

♪ Higher life ♪

♪ Oh, yeah ♪

♪ And you know
we won't give in ♪

♪ We've got one life,
and we're here to win ♪

♪ Higher life ♪

♪ We're living ♪

♪ The higher life ♪

♪ Higher life ♪

♪ We're staying clear
we're staying clean ♪

♪ Cause this life
means everything ♪

♪ Oh, yeah ♪

♪ Stay clean! Stay straight! ♪

♪ Life's too short!
Stay clean! ♪

Cut! Okay, okay.

Get her out of the tank!

Dry her off and
rearrange for the stunt!

Roxy, real nice job.

Pretty good.

You think so?

So, MacGyver, what'd you think?

I'm impressed.
It's a catchy tune.

Roxy!

Roxy.

You're playing it too light.

We need a more sober attitude.

Maybe try to be a little more
serious about what you're singing.

Look, Eve, I'll decide
what attitude I should have.

It's my tune, and I like
the way I played it.

Roxy, we're doing
a video about drugs!

About how getting high
on drugs is bad news.

It doesn't call for sexy
looks and toothy smiles.

What about it, MacGyver?
You said it worked for you, right?

Oh, yeah, thanks a lot.

Come on.

Roxy, I'm a fan, not the director.
She might have a point.

Dan, get everybody
ready for another take.

We're gonna do it again,
and again, and again,

Until we get it right.

All right, everybody,
reset for another take!

MacGyver,

when you came to me about this
Phoenix Foundation anti-drug gig,

I cancelled some
nice dates for you.

I know, Roxy,

and we appreciate it, a lot.

Listen, we really do.

I mean, Rock Against Drugs would
not carry half the weight that it does

without people like you
donating their talents.

I'm glad you appreciate it,

but I didn't count
on having to deal

with a lot of garbage
from dragon lady over there.

Look, if you had as much
talent as you have mouth,

you would just begin to be the
kind of star you think you are.

- Now look, ladies, ladies...
- That's it!

That's it, fellas,
I am out of here.

If you want me back,
get rid of her.

- Roxy, come on.
- Wait!

What...

Well, now what?

You're the boss.

You want to fire me? Fine.

Better yet, replace her
and the Phoenix Foundation

will wind up with
a better product

because I'll tell you something.

That girl is not the singer
she used to be.

She's lost something.

That's it for today, Dan.

Then again, maybe that's it.

All right, everybody,
that's a wrap!

Make it safe and walk away.

If there's a tomorrow,
we'll give you a call, let you know.

Well, what do you think,
MacGyver?

Is there gonna be a tomorrow?

I don't know, Pete.
Not much I can do about it.

Well, you have been friends
with Roxy ever since you were kids.

I mean, that should
count for something.

Well, we'll find out.

Listen, mister,
I have had it with you.

Get out of here, Frank,
you lousy crook.

I said, get out!

Soon as we get
something straight.

This complaint you made
to the district attorney

about how you were cheated out
of some of your record royalties.

Some?

You call ripping me off for
more than $300,000, some?

Look, Roxy, out of the
whole album we cut,

you had one lousy
hit on the charts.

Now how do you
think it got there?

Not on your pipes, babe.
They're gone.

- Have been for months.
- What?

I'm singing as well
as I ever did. Better.

You want to fool yourself? Fine.

But I made that song
a hit through promotion,

and promotion costs money.

Oh, not that much.

Not over 60% of everything
I took in on that album. No way.

You got no complaints.

You get royalties in
North and South America.

My people get the rest of
the world. That was our deal.

No, no, that was
your deal, not mine.

Who do you think you're
playing with, some sort of bimbo?

Calm down, okay?

Maybe we can work out
something on the next album.

You want to work
something out, Frank? Fine!

You work it out with the D.A.!

But let me tell you something.

The D.A. isn't gonna be
much interested in a deal

when he sees the
evidence I put together.

You understand something,
sweetheart.

I'm not in this
business for myself.

This evidence,
if you use it to blow the whistle,

you'll be in more trouble than
you ever wanna know about.

Hey, hey, whoa! Whoa.
What's going on here?

None of your business.
You remember what I said.

Nice guy.

My manager. Ex-manager, that is.

Turns out he's a thief.

I'm looking for a new one.
You interested?

Handling temperamental talent?
No way.

Not me.

It sure was a lot simpler
when I was first starting out.

And all I had to worry about
was getting Sammy Caruso

and his dumb band
to play in my key.

Do you remember Sammy?

Oh, yeah, Sammy.

He kept trying to drag your twin sister
up on stage to play a set.

He never could tell you
and Carla apart.

How's she doing?

Carla is Carla.

All right, let me guess.

You're here to try to talk me into
going back to work on the video.

It shouldn't be
such a hard sell.

Come on, Roxy,
you've been out there.

You see what drugs do to kids.

Some your own fans.

You're right.

And that's what Rock Against Drugs
is all about, isn't it?

Okay, MacGyver.

Tell Eve I'll be there tomorrow.

You can give me a lift home.

I'd like to show you my place.

Deal?

Deal.

You know, MacGyver,
I decided to work on this video

as a favor to you, right?

- Yeah.
- So you owe me.

What do I owe you, Rox?

Have dinner with me tonight.

That's a pretty heavy price to pay,
but, uh, it's for a good cause.

No, no, no, no. Not that one.

I'm in the penthouse.
I got my own elevator.

Penthouse, eh?

I'm impressed.

At last.

When I think of all the times
I tried to impress you

when we were in high school.

I was impressed.

Oh, really?

Took you long enough
to ask me for a date.

What happened?

Oh, my God.

It's dead.

Nothing works.
What are we gonna do?

These cable mounts are loose.

And I don't think
they're gonna hold.

What?

Give me your hand.

It's gonna go.

Grab the pipe.

Are you all right?

Yeah.

Heights still get to you, huh?

Yeah.

That door is bolted shut.
I don't believe it.

They're all that way
except for the penthouse.

Oh, you're kidding.

That means we're gonna
have to free climb.

You remember how to do that?

Just like when we were kids.

Toe hold and finger jam
on a 90 degree pitch.

I still remember, how about you?

Yeah. Go ahead.

MacGyver.

You got it?

Yeah. Keep going.

You've been practicing.

It's one of those things
you don't forget.

Watch yourself.

Watch it!

All right, come on.

You okay?

I've had better days.

You should think
about buyin' a house.

This, uh, guy you had the
fight with, this manager?

Rogan.

Yeah, you think you made him mad
enough to sabotage the elevator?

It wasn't Rogan.

It was her.

Carla?

Why would you say that?

Because my sister hates me.

MacGyver!

Hi, Carla.

Oh, I can't believe it!

Hi.

Oh, look at you.

You're still the best
looking guy on the block.

It's great to see you.

Whoa!

With a welcome like that,
you mind if I come in again?

So what are you
doing here in Chicago?

Oh, well, I talked Roxy into
doing an anti-drug video.

We're shooting down
at the Lakeshore Studios.

- You and your causes.
- Yeah.

That's just great.

So did Roxy tell you
where to find me?

No, phone book

I was just on my way to the studio,
thought I'd stop by.

What do you got going here?

Oh, wow!

- You've really gotten to be good at this.
- Thanks.

I remember that.

It's Lost Arrow, right?

You remember?

Oh, yeah.

Especially the polished marble
to the summit.

Mmm, it is a hard climb
to forget, isn't it?

I still love to climb.

I just wish I could
have kept Roxy into it,

But it seems all she's
interested in now is her singing.

I understand the two of you
are having some problems.

What makes you say that?

Well, she said she thought
you were trying to hurt her.

What is it?

Did she have another accident?

What do you mean,
another accident?

About a month ago,
she had a car crash

because her brakes went bad.

And a few weeks before that,
there was a fire in her apartment,

supposedly an
electrical short circuit.

So what happened now?

Oh, her private
elevator went haywire.

And she thinks I had
something to do with it?

Terrific.

I thought she was finally cured of
dumping her paranoia all over me.

Whoa, whoa. What? What?

It was kept really quiet,

but Roxy had a
serious breakdown.

She spent about a year
at Pine Valley Hospital.

God knows I love my sister,

but this psychotic behavior
of hers is really getting to me,

And I just don't know
what to do about it anymore.

Roxy?

MacGyver.

- Roxy showed up?
- No, not yet.

Oh, wait a minute. Here she is.

Spunky kid.

Coming in here after
what you two went through

yesterday in the elevator.

- I'll see you inside.
- Yeah.

I just saw Rogan coming
out of your motor home here.

He was probably looking for the
evidence I gathered against him.

But he won't find it, not here.

Is there anything I can do?

Yeah.

You can start believing in me,
MacGyver.

Do you think I invented those things
I told you about Carla,

that I imagined all of it?

- You talked to her?
- She called to gloat.

To laugh at me for
making up stories about her.

Roxy, I don't get it.

What happened between you two?

Call it jealousy,
sibling rivalry, whatever.

And it's all coming from Carla.

Now that you're back,
you've been added to the list.

Carla's jealous of you and me?

Come on, that was high school.

We're ready for your rehearsal,
Roxy.

One minute.

Look, MacGyver,
it's not just you.

She's jealous of every man
who's ever come into my life.

I've had to put up
with a lot from Carla.

Don't you turn against me, too.

Have we, uh, got a problem?

I don't know.

Something's going on
between Roxy and her sister.

Quiet, please.
Stand by first positions.

Rehearsing. And playback!

And action!

Come on!

1, 2, 3, 4!

♪ Come on in,
gonna party all night ♪

♪ We're gonna rock
'cause we won the fight ♪

♪ On the war on drugs ♪

♪ Here in paradise ♪

♪ Ohh ♪

♪ If the people don't see
this heaven on earth ♪

♪ Wasting all their time,
don't know what it's worth ♪

♪ They've given up ♪

♪ They don't know
how to live their ♪

♪ Higher life ♪

♪ We're living the ♪

♪ Higher life ♪

♪ Oh, yeah ♪

♪ And you know
we won't give in ♪

♪ You got one life ♪

♪ And we're here to win ♪

♪ Higher life ♪

♪ We're living the ♪

♪ Higher life ♪

♪ Oh, yeah ♪

♪ We're staying clear,
will be staying clean ♪

♪ Cause this life
means everything ♪

♪ Oh, yeah ♪

♪ Stay clean! Stay straight! ♪

Cut!

That's better, Roxy.

We're gonna do it one more time.
Dan, one more time.

Okay, people,
one more rehearsal,

then we're going for a take.

Well, this thing you mentioned
between Roxy and her sister.

Do you think that's
what's bothering her?

Carla told me Roxy had a nervous
breakdown a couple of years ago.

A breakdown?

Yeah, and all Roxy can talk
about is Carla's jealous streak.

Pete, can you pull
some strings for me?

I think I should talk to the people
out at Pine Valley Hospital.

Sure, I can do that.
I'll get right on it.

Great.

Roxy?

Is that you, Frank?

Come on in. Fix yourself a drink.
I'll be right out.

I really appreciate you changing
your mind about bringing charges, Rox.

It was the right decision.

Now we can start to think
about your next album.

You're right, Frank.

It's time we straightened
everything out.

The papers are on the terrace.

Have a look at them.
I'll be right out.

Ok, thanks.

MacGyver, over here.

Hey, Pete. Where's Roxy?

She's up in her apartment.
They just finished questioning her.

- It's pretty rough.
- She see it happen?

No. She wasn't home at the time.

Well, how'd he get in?

Well, the police aren't sure.

Apparently, Rogan was looking for
some evidence that she had on him.

They found it on a
table out on the terrace.

Where was Roxy when
this was going on?

Doing her morning workout
down in the health club.

You know, I only had
one run-in with this Rogan,

but he didn't strike me as the type
that would commit suicide.

Ah, he'd been drinking.
You never know.

The police think that the
evidence that Roxy had on him

was more than
he could deal with.

Until something better comes along,
that's the theory.

Mmm. I better check on her.

MacGyver, the office did make contact
with the Pine Valley Hospital.

The resident psychiatrist
will see you any time.

Great. Thanks, Pete.

Roxy?

Hi.

You okay?

I don't care what
the police said.

Rogan wouldn't commit suicide.

I mean, he would fight me
to the end for those royalties.

You were down in the gym
when all this happened?

Yeah, it's a good
thing I was, too,

Because if I wasn't, I'd be
the one lying down there dead.

What do you mean?

Oh, MacGyver, do I
have to spell it out for you

after what happened
on the elevator?

What, Carla?

Did you tell the police that?

I couldn't say something
like that to the police

without having any evidence.

I know it was her.

Well, the police said there
was no sign of a break-in.

So how would Carla
or Rogan get in here?

Carla had a key.

She always had a key.

She used it to come up here and
freshen up whenever she was in town.

I...

I just never asked for it back.

Could've changed the locks.

Yeah, I suppose I could have.

There's just something so
final about changing a lock.

I'd always hoped that someday
we'd have the chance to reconcile.

Be sisters again,
like it used to be.

Remember all the fun
we used to have?

Yeah, I do.

That smile.

You have the nicest smile
of anybody I've ever known.

Uh... I don't get it, Roxy.

I mean you and Carla used to
be as close as two sisters could be.

You used to protect
each other like wild cats.

It doesn't track that
she'd try to hurt you.

Look, MacGyver, you haven't seen
us in a lot of years. Things change.

All right. Things aren't the same,

but we're not talking about
some petty misunderstanding here.

We're talking about murder.

I already told you,
my sister hates me.

Well, does that mean
she hated Rogan, too?

Why did he have to die?

Because he was close to me.

She thought I was
in love with him.

I was once.

So she figured that by
hurting someone you loved,

it was the same as hurting you?

That's the way
Carla's mind works.

- Mr. MacGyver?
- Yeah.

I'm Dr. Farrell.

Nurse tells me you're the one
from the Phoenix Foundation

who wants to talk
about Miss Yates.

She was a patient here
a while ago.

Yes. Uh, admitted
in May two years ago.

Nervous breakdown,
severe mental depression.

Her sister, now there
was an angel of mercy.

I remember her well.
She came to visit almost religiously.

When was she finally released?

About, uh, 9 months ago.

Remarkable girl, Roxanne.

Big rock and roll star, but
always stayed close to her roots.

I wish all my patients had
someone close to them like her.

She was better for Carla than
all the medicines and doctors.

Better for Carla?

Carla was the patient?

Not Roxy?

Yes, of course.

Carla Yates.

Carla?

Carla?

That girl is not the
same singer she used to be.

She's lost something.

She was better for Carla
than all the medicines and doctors.

Carla was the patient?
Not Roxy?

I still love to climb.

I just wish I had been
able to keep Roxy into it.

You've been practicing.

It's one of those things
you don't forget.

♪ No, you won't give in ♪

♪ We've got one life ♪

♪ And we're here to win ♪

♪ Higher life ♪

♪ We're living the ♪

♪ Higher life ♪

♪ Higher life ♪

♪ We're staying clear
we're staying clean ♪

♪ 'Cause this life
means everything ♪

♪ Oh, yeah ♪

So this is the blue screen
everyone talks about?

Yeah.

Is this gonna cost more?

No, actually less. It's gonna save
going back to location.

See, by shooting her
against this blue screen,

we can optically place her against
any background we've already shot.

- So we save money?
- Yeah.

Cut!

That's a cut.

So that does it for you, Roxy. Thanks.

I'll call you in for the
rough cut when it's ready.

All right, everybody,
that's a wrap!

Thank you very
much for a great shoot!

Roxy, uh, I just
wanna thank you, too.

You know, doing this video is a...
a really important public service,

and you can be proud
of yourself. Thanks.

Is that Carla?

Your sister?

What's she doing here?

Carla!

Carla, where are you?

Carla?

Why, Carla?

Why are you doing this to me?

Why?

Oh, Eve, there's a
couple of questions

about final costs
I wanna clarify.

Give me a minute, and
then meet me in my trailer.

Yeah, I'll be right there.

Well, it's in the can,
as they say.

Is Roxy around?

Yeah, I think so. Last time I saw her,
she was looking for her sister.

- Where? Which way?
- I don't know, maybe in her trailer.

What's the matter with you?
You look spooked.

Give me a minute.
I'll tell you.

So what's this about?

Well, this is
Carla's fingerprint.

And this is Roxy's.

Take a look.

They're identical.

MacGyver, identical twins
don't have identical fingerprints.

I know, Pete. You better
shoot a call to Dr. Farrell.

Get him over here quick.

Roxy?

Roxy isn't here, MacGyver.

I've been looking
for her myself.

Come on down, Carla.

You won't find her up there.

Then where'd she go?

She went away.

A long time ago.

She went away?

Yes.

First I couldn't figure it out.

But the director noticed something.

- So did her manager.
- What?

Well, her voice,

it wasn't the same.

I don't understand.

She didn't sing
the way she used to.

Then the elevator.

The way Roxy climbed.

Roxy's a good climber.

Not that good.

Not like a cat. That's not Roxy.

And then I took a close
look at your painting.

What about it?

It tells the story of what
happened the last time

you went climbing with Roxy.

I hate that painting.

The two of you were climbing.

Roxy was in the lead.

Something happened.

I don't wanna talk about it!

She fell, didn't she, Carla?

Roxy fell.

I...

And you tried to pull
her back, didn't you?

Do you remember that?

You tried to pull her back?

Come on, Carla, try to remember.

You tried to pull her back.

But I couldn't.

I told her to swing
into the ledge,

but she couldn't reach it.

That's right. That's right.

And all the time she
was pulling on you,

forcing you closer to the edge.

She was pulling on me.

I tried to pull her up.

But you couldn't.

I tried.

Oh, my God, I tried!

She knew that, Carla.

She knew you were trying.

I was slipping.

I just kept slipping.

Roxy knew that, Carla.

She knew she was pulling you
with her, so she took out her knife.

No!

Just the way you painted it.

No! No!

And she cut herself free.

Roxy!

She cut herself free.
She did it to save you, Carla.

No.

Roxy's not dead.

Yes. Yes, she is.

Carla, you gotta let her go.

You gotta let her go.

She's alive.

She's not dead.

I won't let you do this to her.

I won't let you kill her.

She's alive!

Yeah, I'm glad they
found you, doctor.

Uh, we've got a problem.
It's... It's the Yates girl.

Carla?

Carla?

I can't let you kill Roxy.

Carla!

It's all right, Roxy.

No one's gonna hurt you.

They won't hurt you.

They won't hurt you, I promise.

They won't because I...

I won't let them.

It's okay.

It's okay now.

It's okay 'cause I...

I know what to do now.

They won't find us.

We'll both go away together.

Don't do it, Carla! Please.

I have to. It was my fault.

I know that's what you thought.

But believe me,
it was not your fault.

You hear me?
It wasn't your fault.

I loved her so much.

I didn't want her to die.

So you brought her back
the only way you knew how.

By becoming Roxy.

Carla, you gotta let her go.

You've got to let her go.

MacGyver.

She's dead.

My sister's dead.

It was an accident.

You know that now.

It was an accident.

It's nice here, MacGyver.
It's quiet.

I can do a lot of painting.

Take care of yourself, huh?

Smile for me.

I love that smile of yours.

I'll always remember it.

Is she gonna be all right?

Well, you know that old bromide
about time healing all wounds.

It's not that easy.
It takes a lot of work.

Would it help at all if I
stopped by once in a while?

A great deal.

More than anything else,
she needs a friend.

You should leave that kind
of work to me, Father Laffarty.

It's almost Christmas,
Mrs. Wilson.

I have to work up my
brownie points somehow.

Sounds like we have a visitor.

Father Laffarty!
Father Laffarty!

She's gone! The Madonna's gone!

The special holiday music

continues all the way through
Christmas Eve, on 1040 AM,

with this classic
from days gone by,

"I'll be home for Christmas."

I think Santa's giving me
a hernia for Christmas.

♪ I'll be home for Christmas ♪

What's the matter?

Uh, I don't know,
this Christmas stuff

gets a little sappy
after a while, that's all.

You sure you're all right?

I'm fine.

I mean, I know this is a
tough time of year for you.

Thinking about
your mother and all.

That was a long time ago, Pete.

You get over that kind of stuff.

Well, you never quite get over
losing someone you love, do you?

That's why you stay busy.
So you don't have to think about it.

Hey, mama, how're you doing?

- Oh, please, no!
- What've you got here?

I don't have time for this.

What do you mean you
don't have time for this?

I don't have time.

- What have we got in the cart, huh?
- Please.

- Oh, let's see here.
- Please, don't touch that!

Now boys...

Listen, I'm gonna
call out the big guns!

- Oh, the big guns?
- Oh, no.

Yes!

That's right, Mama!

- No, that's my stuff!
- Oh.

Bye!

Stop!

Stop, that's my stuff.

Stop!

Merry Christmas, Grandma.

Hey, let go of the cart!

Yeah, Merry Christmas
to you, too, punks!

Careful.

You okay?

Oh, yes, peachy.

And I can't thank you enough,
for getting my stuff back.

You know, you should
have that hand looked at.

Oh, it's nothing.
It's just a scratch.

Listen, uh, can we
drop you somewhere?

Do you have a place to stay?

Well, as a matter of fact,

I'm just looking
for another abode.

Something with a
southern exposure.

Well, I know a place
you could stay, for a while,

if you're interested.

But you just made me
an offer I can't refuse.

Lead on, gentlemen!

Just lead on.

Easy.

- Hey, Cynthia.
- What is this?

Look like a basketball to me.

You know what I mean.

We've got a show
to put on tonight,

and you're out here
playing games.

Relax. We'll get to it.

You've been singing that
same song for two days now.

It's showtime, get it?

It's showtime on the court.

Got it.

Good. So move it.

And you can start by helping
take these gifts upstairs.

Both Santa and Phoenix
deliver on time.

The boys will give us
a hand with these.

Bobby, Tyrone, come over here
and help us, please.

Oh, you guys are too much.

Thanks.

This looks like the
biggest gift drive, ever.

I just hope Santa brings us

a whole lot of money
to go with it.

Donations down?

Worse than that.

The new landlord's
trying to squeeze us out

by demanding first
and last month's rent,

plus a month's security deposit,

before he'll renew our lease.

If we don't come up with $9,000
by the end of next week,

the Challengers Club could become
the Challengers Memorial Parking Lot.

Don't you worry.

You'll have your act
together in plenty of time.

Uh, Cynthia, this is Carol.

She needs a place
to stay for a while.

I never turned anyone away yet.

Go ahead in there.

Thank you, Cynthia.

And a very Merry Christmas to you.

Yeah, right.

Happy New Year, too.

All right, there we go.
It's about as good as new.

Splendid.

Thank you.

I bet your mother always
wanted you to be a doctor.

Well, not exactly.

But she did always say I was
pretty good with my hands.

She was right.

Would it be all right
if I looked around?

Make yourself at home.

Thank you.

While it's still here.

Oh.

Listen, I wish I could
get the Phoenix board

to exceed their original donation,

but the budget
is set in concrete.

Maybe in another six months.

We'll be history by then, Pete.

I've got a call into the bank,
but I'm not holding my breath.

Breeze!

How am I supposed
to get through to you?

You're supposed to
be the stage manager,

And you can't even manage
to move the stage!

Chill out, woman!

What do I need with
this Christmas game?

It's just another day.

People make too big
a deal about it, anyway.

Want me to talk to him?

There's no point.

Breeze never celebrated
Christmas in his life.

I guess I was a fool to think I could
make him see what it was all about.

And we have this
special holiday plea

from Father Patrick Laffarty
of St. Mary's Church.

Pat Laffarty?

A hand-carved wooden
Madonna was taken

from our church early this morning.

She's very special to us.

If anyone out there knows the
whereabouts of the Madonna statue,

we'd appreciate
hearing from you.

Just call us at St. Mary's.
No questions asked.

There you are.
The missing Madonna...

Isn't that your buddy
from back home?

Yeah. That's the guy.

Now, what kind of a snake would
steal a Madonna from a church?

And on Christmas Eve.

It takes all kinds, doesn't it?

Yeah, no kidding.

I'm gonna run over there
and see if I can help him.

Well, I'm going with you.

Hey, Patrick!

MacGyver, Pete!
This is a surprise.

How are you doing?

You know, every time
I see you in that collar,

I got to remind myself
that you're the same kid

that used to run me into the
boards during hockey practice.

I remember it the
other way around.

No way.

So, what brings you here?

Well, we saw you on the news.

Something about a
missing Madonna?

Can you believe that?

Well, is there anything
we can do to help?

No, I doubt it.
The police came by,

but there are no
real clues to go on.

I've started calling everyone
in the congregation for help,

but it doesn't look like there's
much hope of finding her.

Not before Christmas morning.

Was the statue valuable at all?

To the world,
she's just a hunk of wood.

But in our hearts,
she's priceless.

She's been there in that spot
for nearly 20 years.

Ever since the Christmas
Vincent Battaglia

presented her to the church.

Well, did you see
anyone suspicious

or notice anything
out of the ordinary?

Right before we discovered
she was missing,

we heard a peculiar noise,
a squeaking noise.

It was him. You know it was.

Who?

Vincent Battaglia. He took her.

Mrs. Wilson, you don't know that.

Well, the same man
who carved her? Why?

He's always had a
grudge against the church.

Hasn't set foot in the place
in 15 years. Ever since...

Mrs. Wilson,

just because a man has a change
of heart, doesn't make him a thief.

Well, why would he want to
steal the Madonna, anyway?

Ask Vincent Battaglia about that.

Well, I guess it can't
hurt to talk to him.

He runs a little furniture
fixer place over on Homer.

I'll get you the address.

Mr. Battaglia?

We're closed.

Mr. Battaglia, Father Laffarty sent us,
from St. Mary's.

I don't care who sent you.
Can't you read?

Uh, Mr. Battaglia,

the Madonna you carved,
for St. Mary's,

it's been stolen.

So, tell somebody who cares.

Well, Father Laffarty
thought you...

Look, I cut my ties with
the church years ago.

I want nothing to
do with St. Mary's.

Capisce?

And a Merry Christmas
to you, too, sir!

You believe that guy?

Merry Christmas.

Oh, boy.

Look at...

You call yourself a Santa?

No, I call myself employed.

You try standing around in a red suit
begging strangers for money.

Well, you know a little
Christmas spirit might help.

A little of the
old, "ho, ho, ho."

Ho ho ho.

No, come on, I mean, you got
to put a little something into it.

Ho, ho, ho! Merry Christmas!

Never mind.

Say, did I hear you guys say you
were looking for some kind of statue?

Yeah.

A wooden Madonna, you seen it?

Maybe.

- Well?
- What about your friend?

Merry Christmas.

Well, have you seen
the Madonna or not?

I'm not exactly sure what I saw.

But there was this bag lady
wheeling through the alley yesterday.

Bag lady?

Wheeling?

Yeah.

She could have had
something like a statue

in the squeaky old
shopping cart of hers.

You ought to be
ashamed of yourself!

Showing up drunk!

What are the children
supposed to think?

Take it easy. Let me have that.

Get off of from me,
you crazy old broad.

- Get off of me!
- Don't hurt him.

Get her off of me.

He's anesthetized,
he can't be hurt!

Oh, you are wearing
the uniform of a saint!

You're a disgrace!

Yeah, yeah, yeah,
Merry Christmas. Yeah.

Well, did you see
your friend, the priest?

Well,

we weren't actually able
to do anything for him.

Uh, Carol, you see,

we've got to ask you a favor.

Uh, you boys are
trying to say something.

Spit it out.

Would you mind if we had a look
at what you've got in your cart?

Yeah, see Carol...

It's not that we're
accusing you of anything,

It's just that we have to eliminate
some possibilities, you understand.

Well, it's just good
detective work.

Yeah, like that.

Yes.

Well, I can see that,
but what I don't see is,

if you think I took it,

why do you both look so guilty?

Are you absolutely sure

you've considered all
the angles in this case?

We're doing the best we can.
We're sorry for the trouble.

Oh, it's no trouble.

It's not often I'm pursued by one,
let alone two men.

Well, I hope Father Laffarty is
having better luck than we are.

What is it, kiddo?

I have a present for you,
MacGyver.

Well, thank you, Violet.

You didn't have to do this.

It's a hamster.

No way.

Not really,
but I didn't wrap it too good.

Are you kidding me?
This is great.

You know,
when I was about your age,

I used to give my mom stuff

and it was wrapped in
old comic book pages.

But she didn't mind.

She always said,

"It's the thought that counts."

Thanks for thinking of me, Violet.

Your welcome.

That was a nice story.

About your mother.

Yeah.

Well,

Christmas, you know?

Yeah.

2, 3. Heave!

Are you kids crazy or what?

Just, just leave it alone.

You trying to tear the
whole place down?

Back off, woman!

We're just trying to get
the job done, like you asked!

Well, somebody's gonna get hurt.

There are children running around here,
in case you haven't noticed!

So you do it!

Yeah, yeah.

Hey, Breeze, guys,
we'll get it done.

You get it done.
I'm out of here.

Breeze, get back in here.
Breeze!

- Don't do this to me.
- Do what?

I'm depending on you.

If you leave, they leave,
and nothing gets done.

Hey, it's every man for himself.
I learned that real early.

No! I refuse to believe that.

Booker doesn't...

Booker didn't believe that.

If we don't pull together,

this whole show is
gonna go down the tubes.

It's not my problem.

If we lose this club,
it's everybody's problem.

So who says I care?

I'll go after him, huh?

No, let him go.

I give up.

Boy.

You know, one of us
should go back to the church.

Check in with Father Laffarty.

Yeah, I suppose.

Do you mind handling that?

I should stick around here.

Yeah, sure. See you later.

All right, guys.
Let's make this happen.

Come on. All of you.

It's, like, a very basic,
simple problem.

Come on, a little hustle, let's go!

There it is.

Paul, give me a hand here,
will you?

Grab that bar,
and wedge this corner up.

Yeah, sure.

Guys, give him a hand.

All right, set it down.

Pretty simple solution.
Now you know what you need.

One on each corner, a couple on
the sides, just roll it into position.

Weights for wheels.
Why didn't we think of that?

I don't know. Why didn't you?

Cynthia?

The bank just called.

They turned down
our loan application.

Well, we'll come up
with something.

Don't bother.

It's over, MacGyver.
I can't take it anymore.

Cynthia, you can't
just pack up and leave.

Why not?

The kids.

Every kid you saved from the street,
was like one of your own.

I heard you say that 1,000 times.

MacGyver, there's an endless
supply of kids that need help.

But there's not an
endless supply of me!

But this was your dream.

For both you and Booker.

And I can't keep the
dream going without him.

He's dead, MacGyver.

And maybe the dream
died along with him.

No. It didn't die.

Look, Cynthia,
I loved Booker, too.

But if you just give up now,

all those kids are gonna end up
right back on the street.

Now, you don't want that.

You know I don't.

You know how hard it is to keep
those kids clean and off the streets?

You have to be
everything for them.

Mother, father,
big sister, best friend.

You help the ones you can,

and the rest just slip
through your fingers.

Special kids like Breeze,

who have the brains and
the guts to be so much more.

Booker and I fought
a lot of battles

to make this place happen.

I guess I'm just tired of fighting.

Oh, Booker.

Christmas was a special time for us.

He should... He should be here.

He should be here.

How about a game?

Be serious.

I could whip you with one arm
tied behind my back.

Well, it's easy to
play by yourself.

Not much challenge in that.

Maybe you like it that way.

We play for high stakes
in this pool hall.

What you got?

Well,

Abe Lincoln says
I can take you down.

Your bet. My break.

My turn.

You've got your own style,
I'll give you that much.

I knew that.

I was just trying to lull you
into a false sense of security.

I always like a few
shots to warm up.

Not the 8 ball.

Scratch!

Guess today's your lucky day.

I have always
lived a charmed life.

You know, you handle
that cue like a pro.

Did your father show you
how to play pool?

All my old man ever showed me
was the back of his hand.

That's tough.

It's a good thing you've got
somebody who cares about you.

Like Cynthia.

What do you know about Cynthia?

I know that she's hurting.

I know that this is her first Christmas
since her husband was killed.

I know that she wants to keep the club
open for you and the other kids,

but she can't do it alone.

So just 'cause it's Christmas,

I'm supposed to get with
the program, is that it?

No, not because it's Christmas.

Because it's the
right thing to do.

You can get your butt in gear
and be there for her,

like she is for you
and all the other kids.

I got better things to do.

I know.

Christmas wasn't much
when you were growing up.

How do you know that?

I heard you talking.

Listen up, Breeze.

Christmas isn't what you get.

It's what you give.

Like love and understanding.

And helping out the other guy.

And you got all
the answers, huh?

No. Just a few.

Why don't you try it?

Give a little.

You never know what good
it'll do for you inside.

Where it counts.

Mr. Battaglia.

What's goin' on?

You said she was missing.
I... I had to see for myself.

Well, I was under the
impression you didn't care.

I carved her 20 years ago
as a gift for the church.

When my wife took ill, we...

we'd come here
and pray to that Madonna,

day and night.

We prayed for a miracle.

But God took her away from me.

He left our prayers unanswered.

What... What kind of a
compassionate God is that?

How could he take her

and leave me with nothing
but this pain in my heart?

Mr. Battaglia,

we all lose people we love.

You think I want this pain?

How can I remember

and not feel how
much I miss her?

You tell me how.

I wish I could.

Get some six-foot ladders.

We got to get this
curtain thing up.

And Bobby, that lighting
panel downstairs? Bring it up.

We got three hours to
make this thing happen.

Tyrone, give me
a hand with this.

What got into you?

I never knew what to
get you for Christmas.

So I settled on less attitude

and more cooperation.

I'll take it.

And you don't even
have to wrap it up.

Carol, what did you say to Breeze?

Me? Nothing.

We just had a
friendly game of 8 ball.

That's very generous.
Thank you.

Cynthia.

It's a pretty good crowd, huh?

I just hope they're
in a generous mood.

Everybody's got their hand out
this time of year.

MacGyver.

MacGyver, it's little Violet.

She's got a bad case
of stage fright.

And she's the lead angel
in the opening act.

Will you come?

By the way, Pete,
I have a little favor to ask.

Me? What? What? What is it?

- Hi.
- Hi.

Somebody tells me you've
got a bad case of butterflies.

If that means I'm scared,
I've got lots of butterflies.

I don't think I can do it.

Ah, sure you can,
you're just nervous.

Everybody gets nervous.

You know, my mom and I
had a secret weapon we used

that would always
make things okay.

What?

Well, when I was a kid,

I used to have to play
the guitar at music recitals,

and I would always freeze up.

My mom would
say the secret word,

and everything would
be better. Just like that.

What was it?

Well...

I don't think I can tell you.
It was our secret.

Please.

All right.

But don't tell anybody.

Ice cream.

That's it?

Hey, it worked.

No matter what the problem was,

all either one of us had
to say was "ice cream",

and everything would be perfect.

Ice cream.

Trust me.

I know about this stuff.

- Thank you.
- You're welcome.

Excuse me, is MacGyver in there?

He'll be out in a minute.

A private conference.

Why, you're Father Laffarty.

Oh, I love your sermons.

Especially the one,
a few Christmases ago,

about the three wise men.

You captured them beautifully.

I'm sorry, uh,

are you in my parish?
I... I don't recall seeing you.

Well, uh, it was
probably my clothes.

I usually wear
something more elegant

when I'm in the church.

Are you ready?
Good! What a trouper!

Now.

Any news on the Madonna?

Nothing. I don't
know what else to do.

Come on. I got an idea.

Breeze.

I need a favor.

Shoot.

Uh, this is Father Laffarty.

We're looking for a Madonna,

it's a statue that was
stolen from St. Mary's.

Hey, I never took it.
I got witnesses.

Nobody said you did.

- We need help.
- Like what?

Well, after the show, can you
pull a bunch of kids together?

We wanna knock on every door
in the neighborhood,

kind of an all out search.

Yeah, we can do that for you.

- Thanks.
- All right.

Thank you. Welcome.

We would like to start
the show off tonight

with something very special.

Ladies and gentlemen,

our own Julio and his four angels.

You look okay.

♪ Come, all ye faithful ♪

♪ Joyful and triumphant ♪

♪ O come ye, o come ye ♪

♪ To Bethlehem ♪

♪ Come and behold Him ♪

♪ Born the King of angels ♪

♪ O come, let us adore Him ♪

♪ O come, let us adore Him ♪

Hey, how did we do?

Not good enough.

We're still $2,711 short.

Now, all we need is a miracle.

♪ Sing all ye citizens ♪

♪ Of heaven above ♪

♪ Glory to God ♪

♪ In the highest ♪

♪ O come, let us adore Him ♪

♪ O come, let us adore Him ♪

♪ O come let us adore Him ♪

♪ Christ ♪

♪ The Lord ♪

We're all here this evening

because two people shared a dream.

Booker and Cynthia

always made the
Christmas show special

with a special song.

I'm sure we'd all
like to hear it again.

This was our favorite
Christmas song.

It still is.

♪ I'll be home ♪

♪ For Christmas ♪

♪ You can plan ♪

♪ On me ♪

♪ Please have snow ♪

♪ And mistletoe ♪

♪ And presents ♪

♪ On the tree ♪

♪ Christmas Eve ♪

♪ Will find me ♪

♪ Where the lovelight ♪

♪ Gleams ♪

♪ I'll be home ♪

♪ For Christmas ♪

Where are you off to?

I just need some air.

I know what that song
meant to your mother and you.

Come on, Pat.

We've been through this before.

I wasn't there for her
when she needed me.

I blew it.

Nothing's gonna change that.

You're right. Nothing will.

And that includes
beating yourself up

over something long past
that you can't change.

I know.

I called her on Christmas.

I explained why I couldn't
make it back home.

She said she understood.

I knew better.

And the stroke hit
her the next day.

And you had nothing
to do with that.

MacGyver,

even if she had lived
until you got back,

it wouldn't have mattered.

She had a stroke.

She wouldn't have known
you were there.

She just kept muttering
things that made no sense,

about you and ice cream.

Crazy stuff.

But she loved you.
Don't ever doubt that.

♪ Christmas Eve ♪

♪ Will find me ♪

♪ Where the lovelight ♪

♪ Gleams ♪

♪ Yes, I'll be home ♪

♪ For Christmas ♪

♪ If only ♪

♪ In my ♪

♪ Dreams ♪

Ho, ho, ho, ho!

Merry Christmas, everybody!

All children up here for presents.
Merry Christmas.

Merry Christmas!

Merry Christmas. Here you are.

Let's see what we have
in here what's your name?

Ho ho ho. Merry Christmas.

Now how'd you
talk him into that?

Christmas dinner at my place.

But you were gonna
invite him anyway.

He didn't know that.

Hey, come here.
You have to see this.

Look at this. $2,711.

Isn't that exactly how
much you needed?

Yes.

It was in the bubble. In this.

It's Carol's.

I know bad news when I see it.

I'm sorry, Pat.

We looked everywhere.

This is going to be the first
Christmas mass without her

in 20 years.

Doesn't feel like St. Mary's, somehow.

Father Laffarty.

Mr. Battaglia.

I know it's too late
for this, but I...

I wanted you to have it, anyway.

I carved him to go
with the Madonna,

to lie in her arms.

But when I lost my wife,
well, you know the rest.

Thank you. It's beautiful.

Casey, you took the Madonna?

No, Father. Honest.

I didn't.

I promised the Madonna
I would take her for a ride

If I got a new wagon
for Christmas.

I did.

And when I went out to
play with it this morning,

I found her waiting for me.

Vincent?

Oh, the hand's been
damaged a little.

But I can fix that.

Thanks for the ride.

Well, now, wait a minute.
Hold it.

- We're not through talking yet.
- I am.

Listen, what about
Project Earthquake?

I don't think you realize
just how important it really is.

So was the last one, and the one
before that. They're all important.

Listen, MacGyver, I told
the board we would do it.

I gave them my word.
I made a commitment!

You committed me!

Without asking me.

Without giving me a
chance to say yes or no.

Now, come on, Pete. Look at me.

I'm a hurtin' guy! I'm beat up,

I need a month's worth of sleep.

And I need a haircut!

I thought I could count on you!

You're really gonna do this,
aren't you?

- You're gonna say no!
- Yes!

Put it on ice, Pete.
Call me next week.

Well, what am I supposed to do?

What am I going
to tell the board?

Tell 'em you made a big mistake.

Mistake? What mistake?

You forgot to ask me!

Hey, old buddy.
This is joyous Jack Dalton,

Seekin' to make a little contact.
Where are you?

Why is this man not responding?

Never mind.
I'll tell you the good news.

Babe, I found the deal of the century
and I'm letting you in.

I knew you'd be excited.
It's land.

Spelled G-O-L-D. A ranch.

A piece of western history,
and it's ours, buddy boy,

for just a few bucks down.
I know you're excited,

So call me the
minute you set down.

No.

Hi, MacGyver.

Jack told me you're coming
back from vacation or something.

Oh, it's Penny.

Anyway, I know
you're feeling great,

which is important, because
you know I'd do anything for you,

and I was wondering if you
could do me a little favor.

Well, maybe it's a big favor.

You remember my singing lessons?

Well, they paid off.

I've been hired to star in...

Well, be in this show
at Frontier World

and I wanted you to hear
my big number.

So, sit down.
You're really gonna love this.

♪ I come from Alabama
with a banjo on my knee ♪

♪ I'm going to Louisiana,
my true love for to see ♪

♪ Oh, Susanna now don't... ♪

Yah! Giddyup!

Giddyup, there, go on.

We are almost there.
The town is over that hill.

Do you have, uh, friends,
uh, in Serenity, soldier?

Nope. Just picked
the name off a map,

'cause it sounded peaceful.

I'm lookin' to settle some land
that hasn't been fought over.

Someplace quiet.

Whoa!

Well, this is as far as I go.

Serenity's up and
around the bend.

I'm grateful for the ride.

Oh, 'Tis nothing.

Out here, we must be
neighbors to each other.

I'd like you to have this.

Sort of a thanks
for takin' me here.

That is much too valuable.

Oh, not to me.

I carried it four years.

That's over.

I'm done with guns.

But a... a man needs a gun.

You know, I can't figure why.

I wasn't born with one.

I surely don't plan
on dying with one.

My friend, you will die
much quicker without one.

You will be the only man
in Montana without a gun.

How will you defend yourself?

Well, I'll just have
to think of somethin'.

You take the gun, friend.

It'll do all right,
and I thank you, soldier.

But you, you must
have something from me.

I made this myself, back in
my old country, in Switzerland.

It has two blades, a corkscrew,

a pry, and an awl.

'Tis very useful.

And you will give me great
pleasure by accepting it.

It's a fine piece of work.

Thank you.

Hey!

Giddyup. Come on. Hey.

Next time, bring more money.

What's your pleasure, stranger?

I'd like to buy
somethin' to eat.

Free lunch with every drink.

Take as much as
your belly can hold.

Well, the problem there is
I'm not much of a drinker.

But I'd be willin' to pay for the food,
and settle for a bottle of milk.

Milk?

What kind, pilgrim?

Cow, horse, goat,

Or mother's?

You got the touch of a
spavined mule, Milt Bozer.

Whoo!

Thanks.

Uh, there's no milk here,
stranger.

And eatin' my food's gonna cost you,
I gotta say, 15 cents cash.

You stock sarsaparilla,
don't you, Wyatt?

If that suits your palate,
friend.

That'd be just fine.

- Mister, uh...
- Dalton.

Andrew Jackson Dalton,
no relation to the Dalton gang.

Call me Jack.

MacGyver.

First or last?

Yep.

My name's Penny.

Yeah, and cheap
at twice the price.

Come on, you're sitting with me.

I'd sooner kiss a hog!

'Scuse me.

Why don't we just
let the lady be?

I figure this is none
of your business.

But I'm a friendly
sort of fella.

Ain't I, Wilt?

Sure you are, Milt.

And to prove it,

I'm gonna buy you a drink.

He said he doesn't drink.

Wyatt,

why don't you pour a
shot of that Mex rotgut?

And drop a spider in it.

See, the idea is to
swallow down the spider

'fore he stops kicking.

If he bites ya,
the booze will cure ya.

You gonna like it.

Or...

You can try to draw.

Don't carry a gun.

He don't drink, he don't fight,
and he don't carry a gun.

I bet he's wearin'
lace underwear, Milt.

Well, after he
finishes drinkin',

maybe we'll just pull down
them pants and find out.

Now, gents,
we don't want any trouble.

Shut your flap, tinhorn.

Drink up.

Oh, that's real brave, Milt Bozer,

drawin' down on an unarmed man.

It's a lot safer that way.

Mr. Dalton,

might I borrow your cigar?

All right, Wilt.

Wilt!

Just put it on the table.

All right, you two boys, out.

They won't be back for a while.

I'm real grateful, MacGyver.

Care to join me, friend?

You just passin' through,
or lookin' to find work?

Fact is, I was lookin' to
buy a place of my own.

Now, that is an
amazing coincidence.

If I were a superstitious man,
I'd be downright nervous.

You're losin' me.

No, my friend, I am in a
position to find you the answer

to your hopes and dreams.

Big Springs Ranch.

I'm a gambler, not a rancher.

I won it in a poker
game from Dave Nye.

But I'm prepared to part
with it for $2,500 hard cash.

Most I could go would be $1,700.

Well, I don't know.

- Gold coin.
- Done.

Didn't I hear Dave Nye
was afraid of

hangin' on to his place
for some reason?

Droughts. Floods.

He was a fearful man,
but he's gone and you are in luck.

Now, there may be some resentment

over your securing a bargain
such as this, but it's yours.

Just as soon as I hear the
heartwarming clink of gold coin.

Sure, as soon as
I see the property.

We can be there in an hour.

Need a horse.

The livery's next door.

I'll change and be right along.

Oh, that is if you don't mind.

I would like to see
your new ranch.

It'd be my pleasure, Miss Penny.

Did you hear that, Wyatt?

He's buyin' Big Springs Ranch.

How long do you think he'll last?

Maybe a week.

But I wouldn't bet on it.

There she is!
Big Springs Ranch.

It's beautiful.

Whoa, whoa, now.

'Scuse me, gentlemen,
but Mr. Nye is gone.

We know that.
This here's the new owner.

Name's MacGyver.

Oh, yes, sir, Mr. MacGyver, sir.

He don't speak much, the chinee.

Name of Lee Sing.

I'm Billy Colton, sir.

Gentlemen.

Anybody else work on this place?

Oh, no, sir, we all that's left.

Everybody else, they went on.

All they scared.

- Scared of what?
- Nothing, I assure you.

He's undoubtedly suffering the
effects of his own bad cooking.

This little gem's a paradise.

Your name MacGyver?

That's right.

May I ask who I are addressin'?

Yeah, Pete Thornton.

I own the Fire Eagle Ranch.

Well, that'll make us neighbors, then.

No. No, it doesn't.

Because you're gettin' off
this land in the next five minutes,

and out of this territory
in the next 24 hours.

Now, why might that be?

Because I made a
handshake deal with Dave Nye

that if he was ever gonna
sell this land, I'd buy it.

Well, actually, Mr. Thornton,
Dave didn't sell it.

He lost it in a card game.

Dalton?

Tinhorn that works out
of the Red Dog Saloon?

Well, that's putting it
a trifle harshly.

But essentially correct, sir.

I acquired this place honestly
and sold it legally.

And I made an
agreement with Dave Nye.

I need this land.
I want the water.

And I want you off.

If you don't, pilgrim,

you could hang
around a long, long time.

MacGyver doesn't even carry a gun.

What?

I thought you boys
told me he drew on you.

Well, he kinda...

He pulled a trick on us!

No gun, eh?

I don't think I've ever
seen a grown man

walkin' around naked before.

I just don't prefer guns.

Oh.

Well, then, you'll
probably leave, uh,

nice and quiet.

And politely.

'Cause you're a peaceful
sort of fella, ain't you?

Yep.

Some might even say gutless.

Might.

Well, then, why don't you just,
uh, pack up your stuff

and, uh,

ask my pardon

and then git.

Nope.

Next one's gonna be head-level!

Mr. Thornton,

I would appreciate it if your men
would drop their weapons.

Hey.

Oh, you!

I got one more barrel.

Do it!

I meant what I said, Mr. Thornton.

I don't want any more trouble.

I meant what I said, too.

Without water next summer,
I'll lose my entire herd.

I'm not gonna let that happen.

You take my warning.

Get out.

I would like to thank you
for what you did.

Oh,

I didn't figure on
hurtin' nobody.

You did just right.

I can't be sure what's
gonna happen around here.

I don't want either of you gettin' hurt.
Can't ask you to stay.

I make coffee.

He says he's stayin'.

So I might as well.

Well, I guess we can
have some coffee.

Try and figure out a way to handle
Mr. Thornton's problems.

I still say we don't need
any outside help.

After the way you two
handled yourselves yesterday,

I think we do.

Besides,

This man has a reputation
for taking care of problems.

Peter Thornton?

I'm Murdoc.

I understand you
have work for me.

I hear you're good.

To be precise,

I'm the best.

Boss, he's some kind of
light-in-the-boots englishman.

Ain't he sweet?

I do hope we can
all be friends now.

Can't we?

The man I want moved out
is named MacGyver.

Big Springs Ranch.

I'll find him.

And I don't want him killed.
Just moved out.

Them the only shoes you got?

They plumb worn out, sir.

I... I was gonna fix 'em
so I could handle my work, sir.

Uh, I got your horse all saddled
and ready for town, sir.

Mr. Colton,

you are a ranch hand,
not a servant.

I do not want you waitin' on me.

I just does what's proper, sir.

And that gumbo accent.

Why are you hidin' behind it?

I don't understand, sir.
I's a field hand.

That's how's I's talks.

Yesterday you told me
Lee Sing was stayin' on.

Yeah, that's what he said, sir.

Well, he said it in Cantonese.

Now, I served under Sherman,

then with the 9th Calvary in Texas.

And you are the first field hand
I ever met that spoke Chinese.

I take your point.

Just askin'.

You got a right to privacy.

I am...

I... I was a slave down at, uh,
Dixon Holding, Alabama.

I escaped in '62
and came out here.

And how'd you
escape bein' captured?

I was a schoolteacher.

I wrote myself the
necessary papers.

A runaway slave is rarely
suspected of literacy.

But now emancipation's the law.

Why still play ignorant?

The law has changed.
My color didn't.

I take your point, sir.

Mr. Colton,

people can change.

The world's changed.

Why, out here,
any man can reinvent himself.

I'd like to believe that.

See, I came out here 'cause
I wanted my life to be different.

I believe that's the way
the world gets better,

one person at a time.

Those boots would be
about a size 9, I believe.

They'll do just fine.
What do I owe you?

$3.20.

MacGyver,
we've been lookin' for you.

On account of I was goin' for a ride,

and by the station I heard it
straight from the railroad agent.

Thornton's hired
himself a gunman.

A man named Murdoc.

They say he's killed more than a
dozen men, not countin' Indians.

- Hired him to go after you.
- What are you gonna do?

Gonna talk to Mr. Thornton.

There's just no reason for a war.

I got more water than I need.

I can share it with him.

You're lookin' to help him
after what he tried?

Well, sometimes a desperate man
does dumb things.

I do believe Mr. Thornton and
myself can settle this reasonably.

Excuse me.

He just don't understand
how things are.

Hard to figure, ain't he?

MacGyver.

Not here.

Well, get him here.

Just hold it right there!

Drop the gun, boy.

Tell MacGyver I dropped by.

He... He dead.

Murdoc! Why?

Get out.

Why did you have to kill him?

Well, I didn't have to, Thornton,
I chose to as a calling card.

I told you I didn't
want anyone killed.

Come, come, Thornton.
A black is hardly worth the fuss.

Here. This is what I promised you,
plus some extra.

I'm calling you off.

I haven't finished with MacGyver.

You're finished with me.
Take your money.

Well, it's not really that simple.

You see, I have a reputation

for always completing my
professional assignments, and I...

I rather treasure that reputation.

With any luck,

that's what they'll carve
on your tombstone.

Don't even think about it.

Don't worry, Thornton.

It's not you I'm interested in.

You hear any of that?

Yeah. We heard you
ain't goin' after MacGyver.

Well, you heard right.

Well, why not, boss?
That Murdoc?

MacGyver wouldn't last five minutes.

No! It's not a game
I wanna play.

I've done too much already.

Boss.

He shamed us and he shamed you.

And I had a man killed.

Now, which do you think is worse?

He's gone soft.

I need a drink.

About all I can
think to say is...

He died a free man.

Where's your hired gun?

I'm sorry.

You're sorry. He's dead.

If there was any family,
any need for money...

Look, I'm responsible.
Can we talk?

Your timing's a bit irregular.

I fired Murdoc. I paid him off
and told him to git.

I didn't want any killing.

I didn't.

As for Big Springs,

I'm backing off.

If you're willing to sell,

I'll pay you twice
what you paid.

No, in fact, you name the price.

Mr. Thornton,

I'm no speculator.

I wanna live on my land,
not profit by it.

Fair enough.

I won't bother you anymore.

There is another way.

You drill on my land.

You find water, you own it.

Just guarantee me
enough for my needs.

Well, that's crazy.

If I own the water, I own you.

You'd have to rely
on nothing but...

Your word. That's right.

Why would you trust me that far?

Because there's enough for
both of us if we don't fight over it.

We got a deal.

And you got my word.

I guess we're partners.

I guess so.

There's one last thing, though.

Murdoc.

He killed a man.

He's gonna have
to answer for that.

To the law.

I just left him back in town.

I guess that's
where I'll be headin'.

We'll be headin'.

He's in the barber shop.

The boy says you wanted
to see us, Mr. Murdoc?

Your boss.

He folded like a busted flush.

I wanted to know
where you two stand.

Well, it's like Milt said.

He shamed us.

I have a plan.

Well, if it has to do with MacGyver,

I'd go a long way
to see him dead.

We don't have to go anywhere.

We can manage
everything quite nicely...

right here in town.

You think the marshal in Serenity
will stand up to Murdoc?

Wyatt?

He's about as tough
as a bucket of warm spit.

Nobody in town's gonna help us.

They're all scared of Murdoc.

That's reasonable. So am I.

Well, what do you plan to do?

Don't know yet.

You've got to take
some responsibility.

Or Murdoc will kill MacGyver.

You know MacGyver
doesn't even carry a gun.

- That's his choice.
- And what's yours?

Come be a man.
You're the town marshal.

Not no more, I ain't.

Now, that was a wise decision.

You know,
most volunteers die young.

Would you be interested?

I never... I never
touch the stuff.

You know, friendship
is a wonderful thing.

How would you know?

Tinhorn,

why don't you tell
your friend MacGyver

that I'll be waiting here for him,

in the lady's company?

Mr. Thornton!

MacGyver!

Murdoc. He's holdin' Penny.

The Bozers, they threw in with him.
They're waitin' for you to ride in.

- Well, what about Wyatt?
- Tossed in his badge.

And the rest of the town's
holed up behind locked doors.

Well, that doesn't leave
much choice, does it?

You hide yourself over there.

- And Wilt?
- Yeah?

Don't shoot until you
got him in your sights!

Milt, don't you tell me
how to set up an ambush.

Oh...

We can cut through
the old part of town.

I hear 'em comin'.
Do you see 'em, Wilt?

There they are!

Look out! Let's go!

Why the devil didn't you
let 'em clear the building?

- How many were there?
- There's three of them.

Stay put. They'll be back.

That was Wilt Bozer.

- How do you know?
- Because he missed.

But that means Milt is nearby.

Lucky for me it wasn't Murdoc.

He'd have plugged
more than my hat.

You know, I think
Murdoc is waitin' in town

to see if you get
past the Bozers.

Well, I'll be headin'
to town then.

Good idea.

Jack and I will stay here
and take care of the Bozers.

We will?

We will!

Who's doin' that?

Doin' what?

Throwin' these.

Wilt!

Do you see 'em?

Wilt!

Wilt!

Answer me.

Wilt!

Where are ya?

Wilt, will you answer me?

Gotcha.

Gotcha.

Got you.

Boss!

Boss, let me explain!

Boss!

Miss Penny?

Murdoc!

Goodbye, MacGyver.

Oh, my God! Somebody!

Help!

Oh, my God.

Is he dead?

- MacGyver!
- Where'd he hit you?

I'd treasure that knife for the
rest of your life if I were you.

We'll get Murdoc one day.

Be sure of that.

Sorry.

I just wanted a drink of water.
I didn't mean to wake you up.

Wow.

I must have been out of it.

No.

I'm the one who's out of it.

I've been driving
around for hours.

I had to come back to...

to apologize.

- Oh, hey, Pete.
- No.

I was out of line.

Sometimes you get on a track,

and you just can't get off it.

I was pushing too hard.

Maybe I was trying to impress
the board, I don't know, but...

I had no right to speak for you.

I'm trying to tell you I'm sorry.

Hey, come on, Pete.

We got no problems.

We're friends.

Right?

That's what I wanted to hear.

Whoa.

So...

So what's wrong with you?

I don't know, I... I think
I just had the weirdest dream

I've ever had in my life.

It was all about Murdoc
and Jack and Penny and Billy.

You were in it.
I'm talkin' weird.

What's this?

Wow, look at that.

Well, you don't
want to lose that.

Looks like it's 100 years old.

What you see here is
an example of equilibrium.

Now it looks like the forks
should fall over, but they don't.

Can anybody tell me why?

Come on. Any ideas at all?

It's some kind of trick.

Yeah, but it's a trick of nature.

It does this because the center
of gravity and the center of mass

are balanced in
exactly the same place.

Big deal, man.

Oh, come on, it is a big deal.

What's your name?

Deron.

Deron, do you by any
chance play football?

Yeah. Why?

Let me guess, uh,

Defensive tackle, 6'3", 220?

Uh, 235.

That's perfect.

Deron, I want you
to come up here

and help me demonstrate how
physics affects our everyday lives.

Especially yours.

Man, I don't need physics.

I'm an athlete.

All the more reason
you should pay attention.

Come on, Deron,
it's just you and me,

on the five yard line,
it's a goal line stand.

Your back's up against the wall.
There's no tomorrow.

Come on, for the school, Deron!

Come on down!

All right.

Okay.

All right.

You are a large mass.

I am a much smaller mass,

but with a lower
center of gravity.

Now let's check out
this equilibrium principle.

It's your funeral, man.

Yeah.

Maybe so.

On three.

Flying clef! Dog blue!

90!

Set!

Hut, hut,

Hut.

Come on, don't laugh.

Some of the greatest
of scientific discoveries

have been made in
exactly the same way.

Like, the lever.

Archimedes once said,

"Give me a place to stand,
and I will move the world."

Archimedes, huh?

Sounds like a cool dude,
but, uh, who does he play for?

I'm telling you, Deron,
if you tune in to this stuff,

there's no telling
how far you'll go.

Before and after the Super Bowl.

Remember, class, tomorrow
we'll be in the science lab.

Mr. MacGyver's going
to show you a few things

about earthquakes that
will really shake you up.

Talk about your hands-on
teaching techniques.

I've never seen my
remedial class so turned on,

I thought it was dumb.

Tony Milani.

One of our, uh, tougher cases.

Seems bright. What's he
doing in a remedial class?

Good question.

I'm afraid Tony's
well on his way

to becoming one
more of our country's

700,000 dropouts this year.

Come on. I want to
show you something.

Vicki, there are still ways
you can finish high school

and get your diploma.

You know my door is always open.

Let's talk about it, okay?

Pregnant at 15.

Probably won't graduate.

Now you know how
high school principals

spend their valuable time.

Well, your foundation

wanted a school with
a high dropout rate,

you've got it.

I hear you, Mrs. Juarez,
believe me.

If our pilot program
can work here at Dillard,

maybe we can turn our schools

into places where
kids want to be.

- Wouldn't that be lovely.
- Come here!

Hey, you two!

Take those off! No gang colors.
You know the rules.

And no running!

You're not on the street,
this is a school.

MacGyver, do you
have the feeling that, uh,

we have our work cut out for us?

As you can see, these kids love
the science scholarship competition.

Well, when MacGyver
reminded the Phoenix board

that our country was rated
with third world nations

in quality of
scientific education,

they sat up and took notice.

Believe me, we appreciate it.

Don't know what
we'd do without it.

Here, let me show you
some of the exhibits.

Now, Mike is on the creative side.

Wait till you get a load
of his high voltage exhibit.

Oh, that's doctor,
uh, what's his name?

Yeah, he's getting
a real charge out of this.

That's wild.

Looking good, Mike.

Hey, you did it!

This jerk used this
to wreck my project!

Yo!

Hey, hey, hey.
Come on! Come on!

All right, all right,
break it up.

Settle down, come on!

Welcome to the real world
of public education.

- Did you rig this thing?
- Yeah. What of it?

Nothing. It's just
pretty clever, that's all.

And I'm kind of curious

as to why you didn't enter
your own science project

instead of wrecking
somebody else's?

Because he's a master
at tearing down anything

and everything that's decent.

Last week he blew up
his gym locker.

That's how he gets attention.
Right, Tony?

Let's go, Milani.

What is this?

Security men with handcuffs
and guns? I don't believe it.

I'm afraid it's a way
of life around here now.

You Phoenix people with
your namby-pamby quick fixes!

You should come down
from your ivory towers

once in a while and
get in touch with reality!

Hey, I think we
know the reality, okay?

What you need to do is stop
coddling troublemakers like Milani.

He's a lost cause. Give it up.

Worry about the kids
who give a damn.

All right. Come on,
back in class. Come on.

Who was that guy?

George Fraley.

He's our toughest critic.

Hey, Milani!

The school just called.
They want you down there again.

It's that kid of mine.
He's always getting in trouble.

We're losing too much money
on this project.

Two weeks behind schedule.

You know what that's
costing me, Buck?

What do you suggest?

Well, you're the foreman,
be creative.

You know what I mean.

Well, I know the books
were already ordered.

Hey, MacGyver! Good news.

I tracked down that
equipment you wanted.

For tomorrow?

Oh, that's great, Gus. Thanks.

Nick Milani.
I got a call about my kid.

So what do you gotta
say this time, huh?

You look at me when
I'm talking to you!

In here, Mr. Milani.
You, too, Tony.

Hey, when are you
gonna listen to me?

You don't wanna be in school,

you quit, and get
yourself a decent job.

Hope.

We don't provide
potential dropouts

with a sense of hope.

A belief in themselves.

And how else are
they going to feel

or know that they can make it?

Which brings us to the most
important phase of Operation Uplift.

The mentor program.

Now we make it
work here at Dillard,

and it could breathe new life

into this nation's entire
public school system.

It could have a real impact.

Now quite simply,
the mentor program

pinpoints the potential
dropout before it's too late.

And then assigns two
positive role models

who take a very active
and personal interest

in his or her scholastic career.

Wouldn't higher fences
be a lot cheaper?

Not really.

The mentor program
doesn't cost anything.

Just a little time

and a lot of
old-fashioned caring.

Oh, come on.

Old-fashioned means

spare the rod
and spoil the child.

What you're proposing is pure and
simple nouveau pap. And you know it.

The only thing we
know for sure right now

is that the dropout rate
is skyrocketing.

You said two mentors
to each student?

That's right. One is a
teacher and the other

is a volunteer role model
from the community.

And they work together to
provide positive reinforcement.

After looking over the files,

Mr. MacGyver
suggested a student that

we feel would make
an excellent first subject.

Who?

Tony Milani.

You've got to be kidding.

You just suspended him.

His actions were inexcusable.

Sure they were.

But then, maybe no one
ever showed him

a positive way to attract attention.

Did you ever think of that?

So, we're going to
unsuspend Tony.

And really put the
mentor program to the test.

So, who are the two
mentors going to be?

Mr. MacGyver asked if he could serve
as the community representative.

And the teacher mentor?
Who would that be?

I'd sure like to work
with George Fraley.

Just for the record, MacGyver,

I am not here by choice.

If it wasn't for Mrs. Juarez...

George, will you relax?

We've got a real
opportunity here.

Opportunity?

This is ridiculous.

I'm paid to teach,
not play nursemaid.

Yes?

Mrs. Milani?

I'm Mr. Fraley,
this is Mr. MacGyver.

- We're from Dillard High School.
- We'd like to talk to Tony.

Who is it, Sophie?

Two men from school.

They want to see Tony.

Please, come in.

If it's about my kid,
there's nothing to say.

Uh, we think there is,
Mr. Milani.

Yeah, so what's this all about?

Well, just what it says.

Tony's suspension has been lifted.

Right. So it's lifted.

So he can keep
on humiliating us.

Pulling all 'em dumb stunts,
flunking his classes.

Costing me or his mother
half a day's work

every time we got
to run over there

just to listen to some pencil pusher
read us the Riot Act. No way, pal.

He's 16, let him get a job.

Nick, they came all this way.

Let them talk to the boy.

Sure.

Sure, why not? I just
pay the rent around here.

Don't mind my husband.

He's a good man,
but stubborn, you know.

Tony's in the basement.
I'll show you the stairs.

Hey, Tony.

In case you're interested,

your suspension has been lifted.

Didn't my old man tell you?

I ain't coming back,
I'm going to work.

Thermocouple amplifier,
not too shabby.

"Introduction to
Electrical Engineering."

You want to be an engineer?

I use it as a doorstop, okay?

Pays a lot more than $6 an hour,
that's for sure.

Come on, MacGyver,
we're just wasting our time.

Yeah. Listen to the man.

All right, fine.

You want to throw away
your talent, no problem.

- What talent?
- What do you mean, "what talent?"

These sketches, that crazy
remote control you invented.

Now come on, Tony,
you're not gonna be happy

flipping burgers all your life.

What do you know?

I know that if
you stay in school

you at least got a shot at
being what you want to be.

Now, come on. I'll see you
in science lab tomorrow.

What do you say, huh?

A lot of good that did.

- We'll see.
- Yeah, right.

You think that kid's going
to show up, you're dreaming.

All right! Fraley,
I'll make you a little wager.

Tony doesn't show up tomorrow,

You're off the hook as a mentor.

What's the catch?

If he does, you run the
program after I leave.

- You're on.
- All right.

Well,

looks like you lost that bet,
MacGyver.

Maybe not.

Hey, just thought I'd, uh,
see what's shaking.

That's great.

Yeah.

So how's your dad feel about this?

He don't know about this.
He thinks I'm out looking for a job.

You want me to talk to him?

No, no, uh, I'll do it.
I just have to, uh,

I have to pick the right time.

Need some help?

Yeah. Grab an end.

Watch your back.

Tony, right in front
of this counter.

All right, kids,
let's gather round here.

Okay, now for a little
earthquake technology.

MacGyver.

Can anybody tell me
what that thing is?

A martian toothbrush.

No. Actually, what it's called
is a nuclear densometer.

It's used to measure
soil compaction or density

by sending out
radioactive particles.

Tony? You want to help me out?

Set that probe in
the sample there?

Yeah, sure.

That's it.
Now, just squeeze the handle.

Get the probe to
go down in there.

All right, now flip that top switch
and get a reading on it.

Got one.

All right, same process.
New sample.

Get a reading?

Okay. Now the soil samples
appear to be the same.

But the readings will show

that the density of the
soil sample on the right

is twice as great as
the one on the left.

Can anybody tell me why that
information might be important?

To see how much punishment
a football field can take.

That's wrong.

Anybody else want
to take a guess?

What about using
it in construction?

To see how far down
pilings should go

so a building won't
collapse in an earthquake?

You've got it.

All right! Milani!

Tony!

Shame on you!
You scared me to death.

What's that?

That is the readmittance slip
to all my classes.

I am not even on
probation this time.

Oh, Tony! That
makes me so happy.

Tony, is that you?

Yeah, Pop.

Pop, get a load of this.

Your son, he's got good news.

Yeah, well, I got better news.

One of the men got hurt down
at the construction site today.

They needed a
replacement so, uh,

I pulled a favor
to get you the job.

$10 an hour and you don't
even have to apprentice.

What do you think of that, huh?

Huh, Tony, isn't that great?

Just heard from Washington.

The education department is
sending out an observer next week.

- That's great.
- Maybe not... so great.

The mentor program may not
have much for your observer to see.

What are you talking about?

Mrs. Juarez, she just told me.

Tony Milani has dropped out
of school for good.

That's the way it is,
in the real world.

Well, onward and upward.

How's it coming, Nick?

Hey, I'm going as
fast as I can, Buck.

Concrete seems thinner
than the stuff we tested.

Don't worry about it.
How's your kid doin'?

Well enough you
shouldn't be asking.

Yeah, but just keep it that way.

Yeah, right over there.

Hey, Tony.

What are you doing here?

I was gonna ask you
the same thing.

What happened?

Hey, man, $10 an hour happened.

Steady. A down payment on a car.

Money in my pocket for a change.

No teachers bugging me, okay?

Is that you talking
or somebody else?

Come on, Tony,
you're a bright kid.

You could do whatever you want.

I am doing what I want.

Is that true? Really?

Here.

I got these engineering
scholarship forms

from the guidance office.

Come on, man, with my marks?

No, with your imagination.
Will you take a look?

Come on.

Those awards are based
on designs, not marks.

What if I ain't interested?

Then that's your choice.

If this is really what you
want for yourself, great.

That's no crime.

But if it isn't,

if you wake up 30 years from now

and all you are
is 30 years older,

that is a crime.

Hey, you! Hey, MacGyver,
can't you read?

No trespassing.

I was just talking to Tony

about coming back
to school, Mr. Milani.

Yeah, well, the talk's over.
Get lost.

The kid is only 16 years old.

He'll be 17 next week.
Now beat it.

You, back to work.
And you, you leave my kid alone.

I guess I'm out of here.

Look, if you need anything...

I won't.

It's cool, okay?

You're building on landfill, Clovis.

Your pile ratio is off.

By how much?

Good 10%.

That's not to mention
the other deficiencies.

Concrete mix,
rebar size and grade.

Forms.

Come on, Barney,
I'm behind schedule.

What do you expect me to do,
tear all this down?

Buck, trust me.
You're below specs.

Look, Barney, you got
to give me a break here.

We never had a
code violation before.

On second thought,

maybe some of
my figures are off.

Come on.
I'll buy you a cup of coffee.

Pop!

Hey, Tony, you finish up already?

Pop, I think you better read this.

Yeah, what is it?

It's about the job specs.
Clovis was talking to the inspector

- and what they were saying...
- Where'd you get this?

In a waste basket.
Look what it says there, Pop.

It says you're nosing into stuff
you got no business nosing into.

Now you get back to work
and mind your own business.

But, Pop, the pile ratio,
y-y-you think it's all right?

Pile ratio, huh?
Listen to him. Pile ratio.

A few days on the job and he thinks
he's already a hotshot engineer.

Pop, I just thought...

Well, stop thinking,
that's not your job!

Cleaning up the site,
that's your job, you got that?

Now get back to work,
you hear me?

Problem, Milani?

No, my kid, he was
dumping out the trash.

Came across this
old inspection form.

He thought it might have
been something important.

Well, is it?

Hey, what do either one of us
know about this kind of stuff, huh?

I didn't even bother to read it.

Working pretty late,
aren't you, Mr. Fraley?

Yeah, tell me about it.

Well, good night.

Good night, Blake.

What are you doing here?
It's almost midnight.

Oh, Mrs. Juarez
wanted a report on Tony.

Ah, the mentor program's
first big success.

No.

Just another fine example of how
the system has failed kids like Tony.

You know, you're part
of that system, Fraley.

Wait a minute!

Who are you to judge?

Let me tell you something
about the system.

You think you're so idealistic.

When I first started teaching,

I was Albert Schweitzer,
Martin Luther King,

Bobby Kennedy,
all rolled into one.

Full of innovative ideas!

Excited about turning kids
on to their own potential.

Race, color, poverty,
the drug scene,

they weren't a problem,
I had all the answers.

What happened?

What happened?

This is what happened.

I have one drawer

and a desk that I have to
share with two other teachers.

No homeroom of my own.
45 kids in a class!

45 kids in a class!

Not enough
textbooks to go around.

A day that starts
with 20% teaching

and 80% just trying to keep order.

$2,000 in the bank, and
a mortgage that won't quit.

You saying it's not worth it?

All I am saying is that
I am your average overworked,

underpaid,
under appreciated teacher

whose biggest thrill
is to discover

a senior who could find
Washington, D.C. on a map

and spell the word "necessary!"

And I was gonna
change the world.

George, you've got
every right to be bitter,

but you can still
make a difference.

How?

By not taking your
frustration out on these kids.

Look,

obviously the system needs help,

and both you and Tony Milani

are getting the
short end of the stick.

Okay. So tell me,
what more can I do?

For starters,

get back in touch

with the George Fraley
who used to care.

Hey, you!
Stop! Hold it! Stop!

Stop right there!

Whoa, whoa,
slow down, slow down.

Wait! Wait! Wait a minute now!
What's going on?

This punk broke
into the science lab.

I was not trying
to steal anything.

I just wanted to borrow
that nuclear thing.

I think somebody's
gonna get hurt.

Come on, kid, let's go.

Hey, come on, just
take it easy, will you?

Can we talk to him privately?

Okay. Uh, it's all right, Blake.

I'll take responsibility,
thank you.

Now, what's this about
somebody getting hurt?

Down at the construction site,

I saw the foreman
give the inspector

an envelope of money
to ignore some violations.

What?

That's when I remembered
that thing you showed us in class.

The... the densometer.

How they measure soil
compaction so that everything's safe.

Wait a minute.

Did you tell
somebody about this?

I did.

I told my old man. I even
showed him the inspector's report.

He... He pretended like
there was nothing wrong.

Did he read that report?

Yeah.

Yeah.

You want me to say it?

Okay.

My dad's in on it.

Now wait a minute, Tony.

Before you go judging your dad,

why don't we make sure
exactly what was on that paper?

Forget it.

I saw the foreman burn it after
my dad gave it to him. It's too late.

Maybe not.

George, would you ask
Blake to keep the school open?

Sure, you got it.

All right, we'll be back.
Come on.

Okay.

The paper's in that butt can
by the cement walls down there.

All right.

I'll work around back.

What do you want me to do?

Keep an eye on the guard.

Any problems,

use that imagination of yours.

Who's there?

Hey, you!

Excuse me, could I
borrow your flashlight?

Skip, is that you?

What are you doing here?

I lost my wallet.

At 3:00 in the morning?
You're putting me on.

No, I bought a cup of coffee
off the truck this afternoon.

This is the last
place I could think of.

Hey, come on, could you sleep
not knowing

if you just lost your first paycheck?

Hey, what's this?

That's it.

You saved my life, Skip.
Thanks a lot.

You have a good night now.

The foreman must have
known this report could ruin him.

But you can't
read it, it's burned.

Well, sometimes things
are hidden under the surface.

You just got to know
how to bring them out.

What are you doing?

Glycerol.

It'll soften the ash.

Want to check that darkroom?

Need a camera with
some infrared film.

How'd you learn
to do all this stuff?

How do you think?

Is there a tripod around here?

Yeah. Set the camera up.

What's with the light?

It'll bring out the phosphorescent
properties in the ink.

Well?

You were right.

According to this,
that construction site

is a disaster waiting to happen.

Low pile ratio?

Substandard supports,
concrete, the whole works.

We better let your dad
know about this.

He read that report already.
I showed it to him, remember?

You showed it to him, Tony,
but I don't think he read it.

What?

Tony, I don't think your father
knows how to read.

What? I-I-I've seen him read.

No. I think that's just an act.

I first suspected it
when he looked at

the school reinstatement form.

And then he completely
misread a sign out at the site.

Why would he fake it?

I don't know. Maybe he's ashamed,
angry at himself.

Maybe he's afraid of what
people would think if they knew.

MacGyver, if you're right,
that means he's not in on the scam.

Your father's a very proud man,
but I don't think he's a crook.

His shift started at 6:00.
Come on, we'd better tell him.

We just finished
the corner section.

As soon as Milani's done,
we're gonna pour secondaries.

I figure we're just
about back on schedule.

Where there's a will
there's a way, huh, buck?

- Hey, hey, what is that?
- What's that?

It's moving!

Call the fire department!

Give me a hand!

There's Nick under there.

Hey!

Need some help.

You all right?

Where's my pop?

He's trapped in there!

Pop! Are you there?
Are you okay?

Come on guys, help me move
this thing. My dad's in there!

Pop, answer me! Answer me!

I-If you can hear me,
answer me, please!

Pop! Pop, don't be hurt.
Please, answer me!

Pop! Pop!

Pop! Pop!

Tony, wait. Listen.

That's him. He's alive.

MacGyver, we gotta do something.

All right, it looks like we've
got a fulcrum under here,

but we're gonna
need more leverage.

All right, some of you men
give me a hand with this beam.

Come on, you guys, let's move!

Come on, guys, my dad's
under there. Hurry up!

Feed it through the rebar.

Easy, easy.

All right, gently,
get your weight on it.

Come on, come on,
lend a hand now.

Rock it up, nice and slow.

Come on. Go. Come on.

Let it come. Come on.

Easy.

All right, hold it right there.

All right. Let it down.

You might not want to
move around too much

till the paramedics
look you over.

You okay, Pop?

The two of you saved my life.

Tony, you didn't come home last night,
I thought maybe you...

Pop, we came to
show you something.

What is it?

MacGyver and me,
we restored the inspection report.

It shows all the reasons
why this place is falling apart.

All right, gentlemen,

you might want to stick around.

I think you've got some
questions to answer.

Tony, I...

I got to tell you
something about me.

No.

No, you don't, Pop. I know.

I love you, Pop.

You gotta know that.

I love you.

MacGyver! Good news.

My pop's being released
from the hospital this morning.

That's great, Tony.

And something else.

We had a long talk about,
you know, the reading,

and he decided to start
taking night classes.

Well, that is really good.
Congratulations.

Uh, maybe he could use a
tutor to help him get started.

You got somebody in mind, George?

Yeah. I just might.

Somebody who's getting
excited about education again.

Ever been in this part
of the country before?

I used to work summers
up here during college.

Yeah? It's changed
a lot since then.

Clear-cut.

See those trees down there?

The ones right
alongside of the road?

They're only a couple of hundred
yards deep, and just behind them,

that's all clear-cut.

They call that
a visual corridor.

Most of the main roads here
in Oregon are lined like that.

Why do you think they do that?

Well, some say it's
good forest management.

Others say it's fire protection.

And then there's those that say
it's so the public will think

they're driving through
a big, healthy forest.

But I guess we can make our
own minds up to all of that, can't we?

More people should
see it from up here.

You know, they say 85% of the old
growth forest has already been cut.

If it wasn't for the Forest Service
protecting public lands,

there'd be nothing left.

Who knows when
it's all gonna stop?

There's got to be an answer.

A timber summit was planned,
but it got cancelled.

Yeah, I know.
That's why I'm up here.

And to find out why an
old friend let me down.

Amy Chandler. You know her?

Mister, everybody
knows Amy Chandler.

Even your own people
know you're cutting illegally!

That's why Lopez was killed!
To shut him up!

Out of the way, lady!

Not until you stop raping the forest!

You're ruining the watershed.

You're silting up the river.

Hypocrites!
You live in wooden houses!

Your paychecks are
printed on paper pulp!

Break it up.

You people are neighbors.

You ought to be
ashamed of yourselves.

Tree-killers. Tree-killers!

Braddock, you want
to sign a complaint?

Damn right, sheriff.

And then I'm gonna
deliver these logs to the mill.

Amy, I'm gonna
have to take you in.

I warned you about breaking
your restraining order.

What about them?
You tell me, huh?

Who's restraining them
from destroying

one of the last virgin forests
in the Pacific Northwest?

My men replant
what they cut, lady.

I want those trees to
grow as much as you do.

So you can cut 'em down again!

A tree farm is not
a forest, Foxworth!

So what do you suggest? That we
just shut down the entire industry?

Yeah. Yeah, that's right.

What about the people
in the towns of this state

who depend on
logging for their survival?

What about the spotted owl?

The marbled murrelets,
the whole damn ecosystem?

I said that's enough.
Amy, get in the car.

Now the rest of you clear out
of here or I'll throw you all in jail!

When are you gonna do something
about that wife of yours, Jack?

I'm not.

That's why we're separated,
remember?

Just let me go.
I can do it, okay?

Well, as if this town
ain't hurtin' enough,

with costs goin' up,
the mill goin' automated.

That lady and her tree-head
cost me two hours.

You tell her next time
she tries to block my truck,

I ain't stoppin'.

Hi, I'm looking
for Amy Chandler.

I just saw her come in.

Yeah, she's with
Sheriff Delaney.

Come on, I'll show you.

Come on, Bill,
where's your guts?

Can't you see
what they're doing?

What they're doing
is perfectly legal.

Since when is murder legal?

Look, we've been
through this before.

What happened to
Lopez was an accident.

Logging is dangerous.

Now, I'm warning you.

One more time and
I'm keeping you here.

Then you better
clean out that cell, Bill,

because until they stop clear-cutting
or you re-open that investigation,

I am going to be
out there every day!

Same old fire.

MacGyver,
what are you doing here?

Oh, guess.

The timber summit.

So I pulled out and
canceled it. So what?

I wouldn't mind knowin' why.

Ask the loggers.

Now, what is that
supposed to mean?

It means I'm tired of waiting
for the system to work

while they keep
strip mining the forest.

Amy...

Amy,

the Phoenix Foundation
worked for months

to put this summit together.
And you supported the idea.

That was before the cover-up.

What cover-up?

Look, not here.
We'll talk at my house.

Come on.

He was killed the day
before yesterday.

And everybody's chalking
it up to an accident.

His name was Lopez.

He was a chokerman up at
the Half Moon Logging Camp.

Anyway, three days ago,
he calls me up out of the blue

and said he might be in danger
because of something he had found out.

He told me he had proof,
that his boss, Foxworth,

was violating his cutting contract
with the Forest Service.

Proof?

Well, that's all he told me.

And then he suddenly
said, "Check out Betsy,"

and he hung up.

Who's Betsy?

I don't know.

And the next morning, I look
in the paper and I find this.

And that's why you
pulled out of the summit?

Don't you get it?

That slimeball Foxworth must have
had him murdered to keep him quiet.

No, it says here,
it was an accident.

It was no accident.

And there's no way I'm
gonna sit down and pow wow

with the animals who did it.

Amy.

Even if you're right
about Lopez,

declaring war on the
loggers is not the answer.

Then what is?

Compromise.

Finding a win-win solution
so they'll listen to you.

And so the hundreds of good,
honest people who depend on logging

don't get wiped out overnight.

You sound just like my husband.

Well, he sounds
like a smart guy.

I'm sorry I never met him.

What happened between you two?

We separated about six months ago.

I guess we couldn't
find a win-win solution.

Tell you what.

I'll reschedule the
summit on one condition.

You help me find out
what happened to Lopez.

Amy, come on.

Look, they still need a
chokerman up at the camp.

You know the work.
No one around here knows you.

I came here to save the summit,
not go undercover.

What kind of summit
is it gonna be

if the loggers are being represented
by criminals with something to hide?

Okay. If I do, you got to promise
to sit down with those loggers

and stop fanning
the fire on this thing.

The loggers won't come.

You just get your people there.

I'll worry about the loggers.

Okay.

It's a deal.

I promise.

Foreman around?

Yeah, that'd be Jack.
Right over there.

Okay, Harry, cinch it down.

You Jack?

Name's MacGyver.

I understand you're
looking for a chokerman.

Chokerman, huh?

You got any experience?

Well, I worked summers as a
rigging slinger back in college.

Now, that was a long time ago.

Chokerman's the most
dangerous job on the line.

I can handle it.

Okay.

Go sign up and get your gear
at the supply shed.

But watch yourself.

Last chokerman didn't.

We had to scrape him off a log.

I'm telling you, Glass,
I've pushed the limit.

You listen to me, Mr. Foxworth.

You're five loads behind

and we're floatin' those logs
offshore tomorrow night.

And I'm telling you,
I've diverted all the logs I can.

Our arrangement was for a
million board feet in whole logs.

Now, that freighter only
has four hours to load them

when it rendezvous
for the pickup.

And I intend to
satisfy my contract.

Look, I've got Forest Service inspectors
crawling all over me since Lopez.

And I've got a lien
on your equipment.

A snap of my fingers
and I own your company.

- Just like the others.
- Now, wait a minute.

The Yakuza have a saying,

"The wind does not
wait for the tree to bend."

I don't like being threatened,
Glass.

And I don't care about
your gangster garbage.

The Yakuza is not garbage,
Foxworth.

It's 1,000 times more deadly
than anything you can imagine.

Can't breathe.

Now, my contract with
them is worth $2 million.

But more important
is my reputation.

So if you do not
hold up your end

and deliver the number
of logs that I require,

I will cut you down
like one of your trees.

Take the next two loads to Glass,
the usual system.

Are you crazy?

The inspector just
checked my tags.

If he checks again on my next load,
he'll know I'm re-using 'em.

You heard me, just do it.

Who's the new man?
Haven't seen him before.

Chokerman. I just hired him.

I'm gonna break him in real good.

I saw that guy at
the sheriff station.

He was there to
see Amy Chandler.

What?

Must be another one of her spies.

What if Lopez told them
something before we killed him?

You take care of those loads.

I'll handle the new chokerman.

Aw, now what's the matter?

Didn't get much
sleep last night?

Come on, man, you're not
wrapping a Christmas present.

Choke it off!

That's lunch.

Better get some grub.
You're gonna need it.

You know, up in Washington?

The environmentalists are
using the Endangered Species Act

to force injunctions
on logging companies.

Them dumb spotted owls again.

I heard a rumor

that timber summit
might be on again.

Couldn't hurt.

I think it stinks.

Those Bambi-lovers are
trying to take away our jobs.

Maybe they just want
the same thing we do.

Oh, yeah? And just
what would that be?

Well, to plan ahead,
work out a compromise.

Before we cut past our options.

I ain't got time
for this sheep dip.

I gotta get these
logs to the mill.

Awful lot of red tape, huh?

Control tags, brands,
marker paint.

You'd be surprised how valuable
these babies are in the wrong hands.

Chaser put the tags on?

No, usually the driver.

The inspector checks 'em?

If he's got time.

And assuming he's here,
which he ain't often.

There's only a handful of
inspectors for the entire state.

Oh, don't mind him.

This summit idea's got
everybody a little edgy.

It's up to all of us
to do something.

So our grandchildren
can know what a forest is.

Yeah.

You can help put up these flyers.

Give them to your friends.

If enough people become
aware of the problem,

maybe we'll finally
see some change.

We need all the
support we can get.

We have to do something.

We have to do something!

Yeah!

This is nuts.

I'll be lucky to get this
shipment put together.

Another one next month
is too big a risk for me.

My Tokyo buyers
are paying three times

the domestic price for the logs.

They have no
interest in your risk.

We've got problems.

MacGyver's been asking questions.

He's been nosing around my tags.

Who?

The new chokerman
who replaced Lopez.

I checked him out.

He works for an outfit
called the Phoenix Foundation.

The ones behind
the timber summit.

Don't worry.
I've got it under control.

Yeah, that's what
you said about Lopez.

I won't stick my neck
out for any more killing.

You'll do what I tell you!

And I'm telling you to
eliminate this problem now.

Or believe me, you'll have
a lot more to worry about

than losing your company.

Mr. Glass, recognize it?

This is what it looks like,
thanks to you log brokers.

Hi, Meg.

I was wondering if you would
put this poster on your front door.

It really tells the story of how the old
growth forests have been wiped out.

Gee, Amy, I don't know.

A lot of my customers
depend on logging for a living.

This might kind of upset them.

You know what I mean.

Wiping out the forest
is what's upsetting, Meg.

I wouldn't eat in a place
with a poster like that.

Nobody supports
your cause here, lady.

Why don't you go out and
save the whales or something?

She's not worth it, Braddock.

No wonder her husband left her.

You can say whatever
you like, Foxworth.

But I'm gonna make
you stop cutting

even if I have to sabotage
your equipment to do it.

Are you sure you
won't put the poster up?

That girl has a violent temper.

I hope she doesn't do something
that gets somebody hurt.

Oh, you look terrible.

Oh, thank you.
But I found Betsy.

Who is she?

She is a truck.

Belongs to a guy named Braddock.

Braddock? He was at the
bowling alley today with Foxworth

and that tree pimp, Glass.

Who's that?

A log broker.

He's been buying up bankrupt
logging outfits all over the state.

You know, come to think of it,
Jack did mention something

about Glass having
a hold on Foxworth.

Jack? Is he the foreman
up at Half Moon?

Yeah.

So since when are you
friendly with a logger?

MacGyver, Jack's my husband.

Oh. Great.

He didn't mention me, did he?

Uh, no.

Not that I care.
I mean, I'm glad it's over.

A logger and an
environmentalist?

Who ever heard of
anything so ridiculous?

Yeah. Right.

Hey, it turns out we
know someone in common.

Yeah?

Yeah. Your wife.

Amy and I went
to school together.

We're old friends.

Yeah, well, it looks to me like
you're more than just old friends.

I saw you together at
her place the other night.

Now, wait a minute, Jack.
Nothing happened.

There's nothing going on.
We're just old friends.

Tell me another one, MacGyver.

You believe what you want,
but it's true.

Matter of fact,

I think she's still
in love with you.

I don't know.

I don't know what's
going on anymore.

I guess Amy and I just let this
logging thing come between us.

Well, it's never too late.

Just a matter of
wantin' to work it out.

All right, go ahead
on the main line.

You know, MacGyver,

while we're being
honest with each other,

Maybe you ought to explain
what you're really doing here.

And why you've been
asking people about Lopez.

Jack!

You guys okay?

You all right?

You all okay?

Jack! MacGyver!

Yeah, we're okay.

They're okay!

I don't get this at all.

Hey, boss, check this out.

What happened?

- Rig snapped.
- Wrong.

I checked this gear
myself this morning.

Look, it's been cut.

It's that crazy
ex-wife of yours, Jack.

She said she'd
sabotage the equipment.

No way!

Hey!

Amy would not
deliberately hurt anyone.

You don't know her as well
as you think you do, Jack.

I heard her threats, too,
at the bowling alley.

Along with a dozen
other townspeople.

No. Amy would not do this.

I'm calling the sheriff.

We're gonna put that lady
behind bars for attempted murder.

I got to be honest, Jack.
Things don't look good.

My men found these in her
cabin after I brought her in.

That's crazy.

And that's not all.

We found these steel
spikes in her van.

One of Frank Green's men
was killed last year

when a spiked tree
tore up their mill saw.

Now come on, Bill.

You know Amy would
never pull a stunt like that.

The hell she wouldn't.

You know, Foxworth, you're
awfully sure of yourself.

You know something we don't?

Look, Amy Chandler started this war,
now she's gotta pay.

And I'm not gonna let her take
the rap for something she didn't do!

And I don't need my own
employees working for the wrong side.

I want you packed and out of
my camp by the end of the day.

That goes for you, too,
MacGyver.

Take it easy, Jack.

Let's just get our stuff.

Who was that?

The man who raised me.

He's head of Yakuza.

It's because of your sloppiness
he comes and questions me.

What are you talking about?

I solved the problem,
set up the girl.

She'll be out on bail making
more trouble before the day is out.

And that Phoenix man
is still walking around.

I fired him and Jack Chandler.

Firing a man is not the
same as eliminating him.

Look, Glass...

No, you look, Foxworth!

You take a good look.

It's called yubitsume.

I made a mistake once.

And to prove my loyalty,
my worth,

I cut off my own finger
while the oyabun watched.

You people are crazy.

No. We are disciplined.

That's why we'll control the entire
logging industry within a few years.

And if anything should go wrong,

if a single log is missing,

I will show you the
way of the Yakuza.

And you will welcome
the shadow of death.

There's nothing
in Lopez' locker.

Then let's check out old Betsy.

Answer somethin' for me.

What's Foxworth's
connection with Glass?

Aw, Glass bailed him out
when he was going bankrupt.

So he could get
his logs from here?

No, no, no. See, Glass only
sells whole logs to Japan,

so he has to fill his orders
from private timber cuts.

But most of the private lands
are all logged out, right?

Which is why the
demand keeps going up.

And why the Japanese will
spend almost anything for logs.

Especially prime
grade like these,

to keep their mills in business.

Well, why doesn't Glass
get his logs from here?

Because he can't.

See, it's illegal to
export whole logs

from public forest service land.

What if Glass found
a way around that?

What do you mean,
like stealing these logs?

Yeah.

Too complicated.

See, even if he
bought off a driver,

he'd still have to get
rid of the control brands,

the marker paint, then
there's the tag receipts.

One of those goes to the scaling station,
one of them to the mill.

Nah.

What if the loads never
reached the scaling station?

And they re-use the tags.

Like these.

Old staple holes.

But the owner controls the tags.

Which means Foxworth's
gotta be a part of it.

Benny, is my rig ready?

All locked down
and ready to go, Braddock.

Jack, get to the sheriff.

Tell him to check with
the scaling stations

and the mills.

See if they got any receipts
for Braddock's loads.

And try and find out where
Glass could hide stolen logs.

If Braddock is avoiding the scales,

chances are it's somewhere
in the opposite direction.

What about you?

I'm gonna hitch a ride with Braddock.

I am telling you, Delaney,

we don't have time
for all this red tape.

And I told you, I can't
go charging in on Glass

just because you
think he might be dirty.

Now, you just stay here.

I'll call and check
on those receipts.

- Hey, Will.
- Hey, Jack.

Amy's lawyer's in with her.

Bond's posted.
She'll be out soon.

Oh, good.

Uh, listen, could
you do me a favor?

Could you find out what
properties Glass owns in the area?

It's, uh, kinda urgent.

I'll see what I can do.

There you go.

The only place that Glass
owns in this part of the state

is Cal Harding's old saw mill.

Cal Harding?

I thought he was fighting
the bank for his place.

Glass bought him out.
About a month ago.

Thanks, Will. I owe you one.

Thanks for your help, Howard.
I'll give you a call later.

Hi, Amy.

What are you doing here?

You were right, Jack.

The scaling station
hasn't had a single receipt

from Braddock in
the last two weeks.

What are you talking about?

MacGyver thinks that Braddock
has been smuggling logs to Glass.

I knew it!
Didn't I tell you, Bill?

But now he's hitched a ride
on Braddock's truck

and if my hunch is right,

he's going to be at
Cal Harding's old place.

So, come on. Let's go.

Now hold it right there.

Nobody's going anywhere
till I get a proper warrant.

Oh, that could take forever.

It'll take two hours.

I'll go find a judge.

You two stay put, understand?

This could be it. I can prove
what's been going on.

- Amy!
- I'm not waiting.

Amy, slow down.

This could be dangerous.

He's right.

I always told you
she's trouble, Jack.

You should have left while
you still had the chance.

No, the freighter
made its offshore pick-ups

in Alaska and Washington
exactly on schedule.

You can tell our friends in
Tokyo that I expect my money

as soon as they confirm
the logs on board.

No, this is the last load,
this month.

The shipment will be
going directly to Japan.

What is this?

I found them snooping around.

What about the guy
from the Phoenix Foundation?

Didn't see him.

MacGyver's the least of your worries.

The sheriff knows we're here.

When he shows up,
you're history.

Not when he learns how you broke in
and sabotaged my equipment.

Unfortunately, you
had a little accident.

Stop!

Jack!

Hold her hands
so I can tie her up.

Let go! Let go of me!

Recycling happens to be one
of your concepts I agree with.

Put them on the conveyor.

You can't do this!

Watch me.

You. Get up.

I told you to get up.

Come on. Come on.

Come on!

Hey!

We intercepted this log boom
halfway out, sheriff.

Uh, Coast Guard reports
boarding the Kogo Maru.

She was crammed full of logs.

Roger, Will.

Well, I'd say that
just about does it.

Nice work, sheriff.

It would have been a lot easier
if you'd listened to me

instead of taking the
law into your own hands.

Don't blame Jack.
It was my fault.

I guess that's my problem.
I act before I think.

Maybe it is time I start listening
to what other people have to say.

And try and work things out.

Maybe if we stop making
short-term demands,

We can find some
long-term solutions.

What do you think about
bringing this new-found philosophy

to a timber summit, huh?

I made you a promise, MacGyver.

I'm ready to sit down with the
loggers whenever they want.

I'll get 'em there.

How about tomorrow night,
at town hall?

You got a date.

I argued it was my father's
and they finally agreed.

Come, we'll go to his classroom.

Maria,

your father was a
brilliant archaeologist.

How do you expect to
find something he couldn't?

I don't know. But I have to try.

Will you listen to me?

Your father was murdered
in those mountains.

I don't want to have to come back
to Peru for another funeral, okay?

MacGyver,

yesterday as I stood and watched
them lower his coffin into the grave,

I promised myself that
his dream would be fulfilled.

The people of Peru are starving.

My father believed that the treasure
of Manco could be worth billions.

Billions, that the government
could use to stabilize the economy.

It could provide food,
housing, education,

for every child in Peru.

I want his dream
to become a reality.

He chased that dream for 15 years
and it cost him his life.

And I don't want his death to
be for nothing. Don't you see?

Maria.

Believe me, I understand
what you're going through.

But you have
got to face reality.

15 years of reality.

The treasure of Manco
could very well be just a myth.

My father believed it exists.
I believe.

And Enrique murdered him for
his journal, so he must believe, too.

Now, see, that's the part
I can't understand.

Why? Because we all
went to school together?

Because he has an
American education?

No, MacGyver,

Enrique is not the man
you used to go skiing with.

He's a mountain rebel who
murdered my father for his journal.

He wants to use Manco's treasure

to pay for his
bloody revolution.

If that's true, if.

Then Enrique is still in
those mountains somewhere.

So is Manco's treasure.

This is why my father
believed the treasure exists.

14 months ago,
he led an expedition

to the 16th century site of a
conquistador's encampment.

A Spanish general's grave

had been uncovered by a
landslide after heavy rain.

This was found.

Along with a number of other
Incan artifacts buried with him.

The legend says that
the great chief, Manco

presented the headpiece
symbolizing the Garden of Gold

to the one chosen
as its protector.

And your father,

he believed this
is the same one?

He spent months
studying the symbols,

making diagrams in his journal.

He believed that this headpiece

is the key to finding
the treasure of Manco.

Oh, I love this kind of stuff.

Enough to help me
fulfill my father's dream?

Where do we start?

At the place where my father
and his guide were murdered.

Well, looks like
the end of the road.

Capitan Diaz commands
the military post here.

He found the bodies.
We'll start with him.

Maria!

That's Ramon, the
son of my father's guide.

This is my friend, MacGyver.

Ramon.

I'm sorry about your father.

Maria tells me you're
going to be our guide.

I have taken my father's place,
Señor MacGyver.

There's no one better.

I'm sure there's not.

I'll bring some
horses from my home.

We can get started right away.

But first we must see Capitan Diaz.
We can leave at first light tomorrow.

But he has not been able to
find where Enrique's hiding.

Well, we're not here
looking for Enrique.

It's the military's job
to bring him in.

Not if I find him first.

Ramon, our fathers
shared the same dream.

To help the people of Peru.

We're here to finish
what they began.

It's not about revenge, Ramon.

I will be here at sunrise.

And don't worry, Señor MacGyver,

I won't involve you in any
of my own personal interests.

He is young. His pain is deep.

Be patient with him.

Yeah, sure.

Let's go find Capitan Diaz.

My men found their bodies
here on this meseta.

Enrique's guerrilla's had
shot them in their sleep.

Now, captain,
just out of curiosity,

why are you so sure it was
Enrique's men who killed them?

Well, we found the bullets
matched those taken

from a captured guerrilla's weapon.

But you are here to, what,
investigate the murders?

No, no. To continue
my father's quest

for the Garden of Gold.

Ah.

I had, uh, great admiration

for the purpose of your
father's work, Maria,

but I have to think you
are wasting your time

chasing a treasure
that does not exist.

We have the object
of my father's research.

The proof that
the treasure exists.

We will find it.

She is like her father,
full of spirit.

I wish you both well.

You will stay tonight
as my guests here?

My father believed
that the headpiece

was the key to finding
the Garden of Gold.

Did he talk about these symbols,
what they might have meant?

Yes.

He was particularly
interested in what he called

"The steps to the condor."

"The steps to the condor," huh?

And what about these two cats?

Did he say anything about them?

I remember
transcribing for him once.

He was trying to
reconcile the symbols

with what he called, "El lugar
de la vision infinita de Manco."

Whoa. What?

Manco's place
of infinite vision.

Place of infinite vision.

MacGyver?

Maria.

What are you doing here?

I think we've been kidnapped.
What do you think?

Murderer!

I heard of your
father's death, Maria.

I have also heard that the
military has blamed it on me.

It is not true.

Oh, you expect me
to take your word?

Just like that?

It is all I have, my word.

And it is as good as when
we were friends in school.

Nothing has changed.

No, I'd say a lot has changed.

I am the same man you
knew before, MacGyver.

No.

The Enrique I knew
worked things out.

He had a real thing
about violence.

And I still do.

But sometimes an evil
and corrupted government

cannot be changed from within.

That is why I fight them
from these mountains.

- And when the people have...
- Oh, stop it!

Stop your high and mighty
justification for killing innocent people.

I fight the government, Maria.
The corrupt ones like Diaz.

And I did not kill your father.

He was my teacher. I loved him.

You are a liar.

Why?

Why do you think I killed him?

Because he was close to
finding Manco's treasure.

There is no treasure.

We have proof.

We have the
protector's headpiece.

You believe what you
want to believe, Maria.

I believe that you killed
my father for his journal.

And I demand you
give it to me now!

I can see that my
words are not enough.

But they are all I have.

I am sorry, my friends,
that you do not believe me.

Well, you know, kidnapping your
friends does make you a little suspect.

We are at war here, MacGyver.

For all my men knew,
you were C.I.A.

or another cocaine trafficker
here to cash in.

Cash in? You're the one
who wants to cash in.

You want to use the treasure
to fund your bloody revolution.

That's why you killed my father.

Your mind is made up.

There is nothing
left for us to discuss.

So?

Now what?

So now you are free to go.

I will miss our friendship.

Luna.

You make an early start.

Even after your
adventure last night.

We still have to accomplish
what we came for.

Ah, yes, so you do.

You know, it is a wonder
you were not killed.

Women and foreigners are not known
to be popular with the rebeldes.

Well, they were
just a little curious.

Guess we got lucky, huh?

Very lucky.

These gnats that buzz
about the mountains

can be dangerous.

But my patrols are on
their trail, we will find them.

Watch yourselves
out there, my friends.

If I had been face to face with Enrique,
I'd have killed him on the spot.

I thought we had
that settled yesterday.

Enrique lied to you.

If we find that treasure,
he will be close by to kill us for it.

But I will kill him first.

All right, listen up, Ramon.

I don't buy into guns
or vigilante justice.

Now, I can't tell you not to defend
yourself the best you know how.

But I can tell you that that
ache in your gut to kill Enrique

is dulling your senses.

And you'd better
get a hold of it,

before you do
something you regret.

Now let's go.

I understand what
he feels, MacGyver.

Yeah, well, so do I.

But that doesn't make it right.

This is it.

This is the meseta
where they were killed.

Kind of a strange place
to make camp.

No protection from the wind.

It would be hard
to keep a fire going.

My father was too experienced
to camp on a meseta

with exposure like this.

The view is beautiful.

Simply incredible.

Well, that could be it.

What?

Well, maybe they
were here for the view.

Place of infinite vision?

Yes.

"El lugar de la
vision infinita."

Yeah, see this?

See the lines under the two cats?

Mountains?

Yeah, I'd say so.

Take a look.

See those two peaks?

They kinda look like a couple
of stretched out cats, don't they?

Those two peaks are
called Los Dos Pumas.

My father and his father before him
have used them as landmarks.

Ramon,

are there any Inca ruins
between here and those two peaks?

One. Uh, my father
called it Sarra Yahta.

But it's small.

It's insignificant compared to
the other ruins on these mountains.

MacGyver, you're right.

This is why our fathers were here.

They took the headpiece.

Those were not the army uniforms.

Those were Enrique's men.

I told Enrique about
the headpiece last night.

He only let us go so his men
could follow us and steal it.

I will find him!

Just take it easy, Ramon.
Don't press your luck.

They will lead me to Enrique
and I will avenge my father's murder.

No, more than likely,
you'll just get yourself killed.

We can't just let them
get away with it.

If Enrique finds the treasure he'll
use it to pay for his bloody revolution.

We'll get the headpiece back, okay?

But we'll do it my way.
You got that?

Sí.

As long as your way
brings results, Señor.

Capitan!

The guerrillas were met here
by more horses.

They rode off together,
that way.

Well, let's get a better look.

Enrique sent his men to
do his dirty work for him.

Enrique has the headpiece.

Let me see.

You finally know for yourself.

You can see proof of
what he has become.

I always believed him.

Because you
wanted to believe him.

What do we do now?

Well, we'll get the
headpiece back

but we'll wait till after dark.

Ramon, I...

Ramon?

Are you nuts?

Hurry!

I thought you detested guns,
MacGyver.

I shot you.

Maria and MacGyver are
not responsible for what I did.

I see.

And what a brave,
young man you are.

You are also foolish.
And a bad shot.

Let them go!

You have me to execute
for shooting you, Enrique.

And what a prize you are, huh?

You have the
protector's headpiece.

And you still have your life.

So go. Find the treasure.
Take it.

But do not harm Ramon for this.

The murder of our father should
be enough for your revenge.

You are as blind as
this boy is brash, Maria.

Again, I did not kill your father.

Come with me.

MacGyver,

are these the men
who attacked you?

Yep.

Luna!

These are not my men.

They are soldiers.

Members of Captain Diaz's
death squad.

We captured them on the trail.

Along with your
precious headpiece, Maria.

We have made a terrible mistake.

But I was so sure.

I don't know what to say.

You might start with an apology

after I get done with mine.

I doubted you, Enrique.

I'm sorry.

This conflict of ours

does many terrible things
to all of us.

I'm sorry, Enrique.

I'm so sorry.

So if there is
anything to the legend,

this ruin must play
into it somehow.

This symbol here,

I've seen it at the ruin.

Can you show us?

Yes, it's just over there.

Near the cliffs.

Look. The symbols are identical.

Well, it looks like
a lid of some kind.

Ramon, give me a hand,
see if we can slide this over.

Hold on, hold on.

I can't see the bottom.

It's a long way down.

A long way.

What is it?

Well, it might be a well.

No steps, no condor.

I guess this doesn't fit
into the puzzle.

What are you talking about?

Condor? Steps?

No, no. Take a look.

See? Steps
leading down to a condor.

Condors nest where
no one can find them.

In the face of a cliff.

It's worth a look.

We've got steps here.

Looks like they continue down.

A condor!

It's exactly like the headpiece.

I don't believe this.

It sounds hollow behind there.

Yeah, looks like
it's been sealed, too.

This is it!

This is Manco's Garden of Gold.

Look.

But I see no gold here.

Enrique.

Spanish?

16th century.

We're 400 years too late.

Does that mean something to you?

It's a keep book. The Inca
method of bookkeeping.

These knots probably record
how much gold was in here.

Seeds?

I've planted many fields,

but I've never
seen seeds like this.

All right, wait a minute.

There's something real strange
going on here.

The Incas sealed this place
after the Conquistadors looted it.

That's right.
That would make no sense.

Unless there's still
something of value here.

Look. Here.

It's the same Inca goddess
on the headpiece.

Except, the mouth is
different on this one.

Let me see that headpiece.

I bet you that guard was
protecting something a little bigger.

What if this was a door?

And the headpiece

is the key.

It's opening, MacGyver!

Wow.

These jars must be filled with gold!

Gracias, amigos.

I would never have gotten
this far without all of you.

I am in your debt.

Get down from there.
Both of you.

You killed my father, you pig!

Your father refused
to cooperate.

Perhaps you have
more sense than he did?

Now,

let us see how much gold
there is in Manco's garden.

My father would not
have told you anything.

How do you know
about the Garden of Gold?

Because he was thoughtful
enough to put it in writing.

But his journal was meaningless!

Until you provided us
with the headpiece.

The gold of Manco
belongs to the people!

400 years ago, perhaps.

But today, it is mine.

Seeds.

Seeds.

Where is the gold?

Seeds, seeds, seeds!

Seeds.

Why would they go through
all this trouble for seeds?

Well obviously, capitan,

you're not up on
your Inca history.

Perhaps, you would like
to give me a quick lesson.

Well, uh, unless I miss
my guess here,

this idol represents
the great god,

Quintano.

Quintano?

So what about it?
Where is my gold?

Well, now, see,
that's the tricky part.

Quintano was the
Inca god of the fields.

To show respect
they brought him gold.

Tons of it.

So what does that
have to do with seeds?

Well, think about it.

The Spaniards burned their crops

and ran the Incas
into these mountains.

So, they brought their seeds
to Quintano to protect them.

Until the Spanish were gone.

Then, they could
replant their fields.

Yes. It makes perfect sense.

And explains the well.

What well?

There's an altar up top
with a big hole in the ground.

We thought it
was a well at first,

but obviously it
was a depository.

A gold depository?

Yeah, you bet.

See, Diaz, uh, the
Incas had this... this big...

this big Quintano dance.

And they'd throw all this
gold down in the hole.

Which has got to be
behind here, somewhere.

Now, how do we get behind it?

Well, the priests had to
have some way to get it out.

Then I recommend you find it.

I'll tell you what, Diaz,

you let these people go,
I'll see what I can do.

No, no, no, no, señor.

You will find my gold

or you will watch
them die, one by one,

starting with that one.

You win.

An excellent choice.

Well?

What do you see? What is it?

Didn't the legend of
Quintano say something about

his golden words
of enlightenment?

Yes.

That's right.

I wonder...

What does it look like I'm doing
right here, standing like this?

Looks like you are
waiting for something.

An offering of gold.

Maybe.

Well, stand on it,
put your weight to it!

We found it.

It's here!

I'll need a little more weight
to get it all the way open.

Somebody else want
to stand on that arm?

You do it. Get up here.

Move it!

We're really gonna
have to push hard.

Just like Mammoth.

Both of you,
put your full weight to it.

It's not working. Push harder!

More, keep pushing. Come on.

It's coming.

The gold is coming.

It's coming!

Enrique, watch out!

Gracias, Ramon!

Well, I think we can all be grateful
to Manco and his grain elevator here.

So, the treasure of Manco
isn't a garden of gold.

It's a garden of corn.

How did you know
it would do that?

It was just a matter of seeing
what the Inca held most precious.

Here, take a look.

See there?

Stalks of corn and plants.

Yeah, when I saw all these
seeds stored around here,

I finally realized
what this place

and that well up top
was all about.

A giant silo.

So the Incas were planning
on replanting their crops.

Where did you come up
with this god, "Quintano"?

I never heard of him.

Gene Quintano.

He was our old ski coach
from Mammoth.

He took us up to
the cornice once.

Almost got us killed trying
to out-run an avalanche.

But we did it.

I think we did it again.

I will see that Diaz
and his death squad

are escorted to Lima

as soon as the government
agrees to a public trial.

Well, when Maria and
Ramon present their case,

I don't think they'll be
in a position to refuse.

Only this time, we will make
our accusations with facts.

Right, Ramon?

You can be sure of that, Maria.

Just don't lose that
wonderful fire of commitment.

Either of you.

What about your commitment?

I'm going to try it your way,
my friend.

As you said,

these seeds that you
are going to test for us

Could be an extinct
species of food plant.

Maybe Manco's treasure will
feed the people of Peru after all.

Seeds of change. I like it.

I'm finished, Henderson.
Through.

You're not through until
I tell you you're through.

I own you.

I'm not fixing another race.

Hey, careful.

I worked nine months
on this, you jerk.

This jerk is going to the police.

You're not going anywhere.

Give me that.

Hey, that's enough.

Hey, turn it off.

Let go!

You killed him.

Would you rather be in jail?

Dad?

Dad, are you okay?

What's goin' on?

Let's get out of here.

Hey, Dad?

Dad.

Dad!

Dad?

Oh, my gosh.

Oh, dear God.

You are a nightmare,
you know that.

First you blow off
a week of my life

huntin' up cheap pottery in every
tourist trap from Tampico to Tijuana,

then you just
about get us killed.

I can't believe it.

I can't believe you would dump

my entire life savings
all over the Sierra Madre.

I had to dump the cargo

or we'd have ended up
scattered all over Mexico.

Oh, come on, Mac,
it was just a little downdraft.

We weren't that close
to the trees.

I had the situation
completely under control.

Hey, Jack, it's Morris.
Remember me?

I have one thing to say to you.

It's my money or your head. Get it?

Sorry, Morris.
My entire investment

is on top of a mountain
in a million pieces!

I could have made a
killing with those pots.

Yuppies eat that stuff up.

Jack, it's Jenny.

Hey Mac, it's Jenny Larson.

I've been trying to reach you
and MacGyver for days.

There's no answer
at his place either.

Jack, Dad's been killed.

Kyle's dead.

The police said it
was an accident.

But, I don't know,
I'm not convinced.

I found something
I want MacGyver to see.

I don't know what it is.

Oh, I hope you hear this.

Please, I really need your help.

I can't believe it. Kyle!

Let's go.

Oh, am I glad to see you guys.

We just got the message.
Sorry it wasn't sooner.

Hi, hon.

You okay?

I know I'm still in shock,

I mean, I can't believe he's gone.

What happened?

He got kicked in
the head by a horse.

The police said it
was a freak accident.

But I know there's
got to be more to it.

I mean, all the horses
were goin' crazy that night.

All right, take it easy, Jen.

You said on the phone you had
something you wanted me to see?

Oh, yeah, when I was
mucking out the stall,

I found this.

Looks like part of a crystal radio.

Does that mean anything to you?

Well, not yet.

You wanna show me
where you found it?

Yeah.

When I got here and found Dad,

the stalls were
banged up like this.

I just had this deep feeling
somebody was with him.

Who'd want Kyle dead?

George Henderson, that's who.

That scum started
ruining our lives

the minute dad got
involved with him.

How did Kyle hook up with him?

Oh, the bank was
threatening to foreclose.

So Dad went to
Henderson for money,

which he lent him.

Before we knew what happened,
he had us backed into a corner.

As of tomorrow, he takes
possession of Smoke Creek Farm.

The land, the stock, everything.

Can he do that?

You bet he can.

He bought our mortgage from the bank
and used that as leverage against Dad

to make him do
whatever he wanted.

I've talked to every
lawyer in town

and they said there's nothing
I can do to stop him.

Uh, Jenny, back up a second.

What did Henderson want
your dad to do for him?

Jenny?

Ever since Dad got
mixed up with Henderson,

I started seeing a
big change in him.

I mean, he began drinking.
He became irritable.

Distant.

So I confronted him, and

he told me he had fixed a
couple of races for Henderson.

Hey, I couldn't believe it either.

So we talked it out.

And then he started to cry.

I'd never seen my dad cry before,
not even when Mom died.

So he promised me that he
would deal with Henderson.

Put a stop to it and
turn him in to the police.

Did he?

He planned on telling
Henderson where to go

the night that he was killed.

Did Kyle tell you how
they fixed the races?

No.

But I think it had something
to do with Jenny's Chance.

Henderson tried to buy him from me
and I told him to get lost.

And then he showed up at Dad's
funeral with the foreclosure papers.

I mean, can you believe it?

This guy's a real vulture.

Jenny,

the night Kyle was killed,

did you see or hear anything

that might have spooked
all these guys?

No, I heard the
horses goin' crazy.

And... And by the time I got down
to the barn, they were all calm.

And Dad was dead.

Well, from the
looks of the stalls,

I'd say all the horses
went crazy.

Except this one.

Well, big fella, did you miss out
on all the action, huh?

No, Jenny's Chance was here.

He just doesn't spook as easy
as the other horses.

Why is that?

He's deaf.

He has been since he was
a colt from an ear infection.

That might explain it.

What?

Well, this thing looks like
some kind of micro speaker.

From the size of it, I'd say it put
out a pretty high-pitched sound.

Let's see what happens.

It's got to be an
ultrasonic signal.

You mean like a dog whistle?

Yeah.

Well, if a jockey carried
something like that into a race,

he could throw off
the other horses.

Or use it to drive them
wild in a stable.

That's it.

Henderson did it, he killed him.

It's possible.

But it's gonna be
kind of tough to prove.

What now, compadre?

Well, we find out everything
we can about George Henderson.

What's the good news, Mick?
You get it fixed yet?

We'll know in a minute.

It's close. I got 30,000
cycles per second,

but only 20 decibels.
We need 80.

Well, let's get it done.

I still got $1 million worth of
Lucky Charlie's money to launder.

All right, George.
But it takes time, you know.

We're all out of time.

The next race is Saturday.

And I take over the farm
and the horse tomorrow.

- I want this thing workin'.
- Right.

As soon as I fed the name
George Henderson

into the FBI computer,

All the bells and
whistles went off.

He's wanted?

No, not yet,
but his file is red-flagged.

Wiretap evidence from an
FBI sting operation indicates

that he's been hired
to launder $1.5 million,

by a Cuban drug lord who
calls himself Lucky Charlie.

Pete?

Ah, Collin. Come on in.

Uh, MacGyver, Dalton,
Collin Yarborough, FBI.

- Hi. Sorry about your friend.
- Hi.

Thanks.

Pete was tellin' us about
the money connection

between Henderson
and Lucky Charlie.

Yeah, some of the marked
money we've been looking for

has turned up at
several racetracks.

When Pete told me you'd tied
Henderson to a race-fixing scam,

I got real interested.

Why was the money marked?

It was part of a flash fund
we used in a sting operation

on Lucky Charlie in Miami.

Only we were the
ones who got stung.

Ouch. $1.5 million of
Uncle Sam's money,

I'd hate to be the G-man
in charge of that fiasco.

You're lookin' at him.

And if I don't recover it soon,

I'm gonna be sweeping
out the file room.

Well, there has got to be some way
to slam the lid on both these guys.

How does a drug dealer from
Florida wind up playin' footsie

with a California loan
shark like Henderson?

From what we can tell,
they've never met.

Charlie keeps a
very low profile.

He layers himself
behind middlemen.

They set up a deal with
Henderson on the phone

and they smuggle the
money to him somehow.

Did you happen to record
Charlie's voice on that wiretap?

Yeah, sure. Why?

Well, you want Lucky Charlie
and your money back

and we want proof that
Henderson killed Kyle.

You have a plan, Mac.
Where do we start?

Voice lessons, Jack.

I am looking for
George Henderson.

You found him.

Oh, how do you do, sir?

I understand you are
the new owner here.

Uh, my name is Boyle,
Harry Boyle.

What can I do for you?

Well, I'm in the
market for a horse.

One horse in particular.

Jenny's Chance.

Oh, is that right?

Yes, sir.

I saw that horse run at
Hacienda Downs last month,

and I just dearly loved the way

that horse cut right
on through the pack.

Like he'd had somewhere to go.

That horse could be a
valuable asset to my business.

What business is that?

Acquisitions.

Show him, Jules.

$200,000.

Cash.

On the nose, you might say.

You know, my father
always told me

never sell to an anxious buyer.

And I always
listen to my father.

Jenny's Chance is
not for sale, Mr. Boyle.

You will find, sir,
that I am a man

who gets what he wants.

Whatever it takes.

My offer is good for 24 hours.

You can reach me at a new
little cafe on West 5th Street

called the Derby Grill.

Now I suggest that you
think on my offer.

Real hard.

You have yourself
a nice day now.

Who was that?

Some high roller by
the name of Harry Boyle.

Yeah?

He tried to buy Jenny's Chance
for $200,000, in cash.

You're kidding.
That's twice what he's worth.

I want you to tail him,
see what he's up to.

He's probably
headed for this place

called the Derby Grill,
on West 5th.

All right.

I think they took the bait.

Come on.

I can't wait to get
my shot at this guy.

You'll get it. Wait for my cue.

Gotcha!

Ah,

well, all right.

The place looks great. Good.

I'll see how the crew's
doing in the cash room.

Okay.

Positions, everybody.

We have a live one coming.

- You ready for this?
- You bet I am.

It's way too big, Dexter.

The track stewards would
spot that thing a mile away.

Look, you may know horses
but I know electronics.

I'm telling you it can't be done.

Look, I am not payin'
you two to argue.

Tell that to your
so-called expert.

Look lady,

the device you're talkin'
about is impossible.

Look.

See?

To generate enough power
for an ultrasonic signal,

you need a power source
the size of a shoebox.

I'm tellin' you,
technically it's impossible.

Now you listen to me, Dexter.

And you get this through
that egg head of yours.

If I don't have that gizmo
by race time on Saturday,

I stand to lose a client
worth $6 million!

And that would make me very angry.

Now you don't want
to make me angry,

do you, Dexter?

No, sir.

Even if he comes up with it,
we still need Jenny's chance.

Now, lookie here, little girl,

you take care of the ridin',

and I will take care
of gettin' the horse, okay?

First of all, I am
not your little girl,

and second, you wouldn't
have even heard of this deal

if I hadn't handed it to you
on a silver platter.

Don't you talk to me like that.

Okay, okay, you guys.

Come on, it's almost post time
at Hialeah. Let's go downstairs.

Dexter!

Henderson, it's Mick.

Listen, you aren't
gonna believe this.

I tailed Boyle to this diner.

Uh, it looks like a
front for something.

And, uh, you wanna
guess who's here with him?

Jenny Larson.

What?

What's she doin' with Boyle?

She's made some
kind of deal with him.

Her old man must
have told her everything.

You mean they know we fix races?

Well, they have to.

Boyle's even got some geek

tryin' to build an
ultrasonic signal generator.

Keep an eye on the place.
I'll be right over.

Yeah. I'm... I'm parked
in the lot across the street.

I'll meet you there.

The hook is in.

Hola, it's me.

You're on, Jack.

Sí, señor.

You idiot!

I'm gettin' ready to leave
and you park behind me.

Who do you think you are?

Who do you think I am,
Señor Henderson?

How many cubanos are you
laundering $1.5 million for?

Charlie? Lucky Charlie?

Not so lucky no more.
I've been on the run for a week.

The police, they chase me
all across the country.

I have to have you launder
the rest of my money fast.

I have to have
it Saturday night.

That's tomorrow.

Look... Look, I, uh,
cleaned $500,000 so far.

And like I told
you on the phone,

I'm gonna need at
least another 6 weeks

to launder the other million

without tippin' off the feds.

No good. I sail for Brazil on Sunday.

I want my money.

I'll have it for you here
in the mornin'.

But you're not gonna
get far with dirty cash.

Do you think you are the only one
who can clean dirty money, amigo?

Maybe you are not the hotshot
you think you are, Henderson.

A man should know
his competition.

If you no can do the job,
I know someone who can do it.

I will be back mañana.

You will have my money,
or I will have your head.

Comprende?

The big fish himself
is headed for the net.

I just got a surprise visit
from Lucky Charlie.

Lucky Charlie, here?
What does he want?

His money, what do you think?

He's acting like somebody can
do the job for him better than me.

So what do we do next?

I'd say right about now they're
trying to figure out what to do next.

Oh, what they
need is information.

And be careful.

We got to find out exactly
what this Harry Boyle is up to.

That's the geek
I told you about.

He's as good a
place to start as any.

- Take the wheel.
- All right.

Let's talk.

That's a gun.

And that's a car. Move it.

The quicker you cooperate,

the easier it's gonna be on you.

Now get in here.

Quit it, quit it.

Hey, no, leave that alone.
It's mine!

Uh-huh.

What kind of scheme

is your boss cookin'
up with Jenny Larson?

I don't know what
you're talking about.

No?

Boyle comes to me and he
tries to buy Jenny's Chance,

and all of a sudden he's very
chummy with Jenny Larson.

And you, he gets you workin'
on some ultrasonic gizmo.

Like this?

Wow.

That's it?

Well, how'd you miniaturize
the power source to get it...

Never mind.

Come on, come on, come on.

No way. You can't make me.

- Oh, yeah?
- Yeah. Ow!

Quit it!

Get in there.

Come on, you guys.

I'm allergic. I got hay fever.

Get me out of here.

Tell me what Boyle's up to.

No. Now get me out of here.

Quit it!

Quit it!

Talk to me, Dexter.

Harry will kill me
if I talk to you.

I'll kill you if you don't.

Okay, okay, okay, okay.

Get me out of here!

Hurry!

All right, what's the deal between
Jenny Larson and your boss?

All I know is they need a
miniaturized ultrasonic device

to fix horse races, okay?

Only you couldn't pull it off.

So maybe I'm not into
audio electronics, all right?

I'm strictly into
mainframe systems,

program development.

What kind of program development?

Computers.

I designed the computer systems
for Mr. Boyle's gambling joint.

Gambling?

Harry Boyle's a bookie?

Jeez.

Calling Harry Boyle a bookie

is like calling Las Vegas
a truck stop in the desert.

So what's this system?

Okay, okay, okay, okay.

My computer's patched into
a pari-mutuel satellite network

that's linked to over
1,000 bookie joints

from Vegas to Atlantic City.

You wouldn't believe
the action Harry handles.

It's... It's phenomenal.

Where is this place?

It's in the basement
of the Derby Grill.

I wanna see this place myself.

Let's pay Harry Boyle a visit.

All right, okay, but tell me you're
not going to tell Harry I told you.

Don't. Quit it!

Okay, they're back.
Let's go. Look alive.

- All right people, let's go.
- All right.

Take your places, everybody.

- All set in here?
- You bet.

Good.

All right?

Good.

Wait a minute,
what about screen number 3?

Is that malfunctioning or what?

We're workin' on it.

Well, come on, let's go.

Screen number 3,
check it out, guys.

- Roll the tape.
- Yeah.

As they streak for the stretch...

Good.

Jenny.

It's time for you
to get out of sight.

You'll be able to see everything
quite clearly through the mirror.

Oh, I can't wait to see the
look on Henderson's face.

Let's go.

Now they're inside
the final 16th of a mile,

And Cugee is crawling
away from the field.

You better make
this good, Dalton.

No hay problema, hombre.

I've got that gringo eating
out of my hand, man.

Hmm.

Chocaholic is right alongside there

stride for stride.

Chocaholic on the outside,

Gilly's Hope on the inside.

Take your pick, it's Chocaholic
now in front by a head,

And Gilly's Hope on the rail.

Now it's Chocaholic,
pulling away.

And the winner is Chocaholic.

So, as you can see, Charles,

I have taken bettin'
out of the stone age.

Technology.

That is the wave of the future.

I'm impressed.

Henderson!

Dexter!

What in the hell is goin' on?

It wasn't my idea.

They made me bring 'em.

I don't like to have my
business interrupted, Henderson.

This is my business.

You already made a deal with me.

Harry Boyle say he
have a better deal.

He not just launder my money,
he turn into millions more.

Harry Boyle is all talk,
without my horse.

His horse?

What do horse
have to do with this?

Oh,

Henderson does
have a special horse,

That he can use to fix races.

But he does not have a system

to launder your money overnight.

Let's all take a look
at this system of yours.

- Dexter!
- What?

Show him.

Okay.

You're lookin' at over
a gigabyte of memory

with 6 parallel processors
for systems monitoring.

And what's your C.P.U. speed?

Up to a 150 million operations

per second.

All the fancy hardware
in the world isn't gonna

let you bet $1 million
on a single race

without blowin' the odds.

Mine does.

I feed the wagers into
the pari-mutuel network

one nanosecond
before betting closes.

That way the odds don't change
and nobody is the wiser.

Meanwhile, we send our dirty cash
to a central depository in Chicago.

Within 24 hours,
it will be distributed

in payoffs all over the country,

While we rake in nice,
clean cash from the losers.

That's not gonna work
unless you can guarantee

that Jenny's Chance
wins the race tomorrow.

And you can't do
that without me.

What do you think the
morning line on this horse,

Jenny's Chance, going to be?

At least 6 to 1.

That means my million becomes...

$6 million overnight.

Caramba.

Put the other $500,000
you cleaned already.

Make the bet $1.5 million.

That'll make your
total winnings $9 million.

And that's not gonna work
without my horse

and my ridin' prop.

Well, have you found a crooked
jockey who will use that thing yet?

I'll find one in plenty of time.

Well, I have one already.

Jenny Larson.

And she will only ride for me.

Without me,

she's not gonna
have a horse to ride.

Oh, lookie here now.

Are you suggestin' a partnership?

Either that or

we all walk away from
here with empty pockets.

Well, we don't have
much choice then, do we?

All right, Henderson,
you are in.

We will split the fee,

50-50.

See you tomorrow,

post time.

Just remember, amigos.

If you double-cross me,

there will be no place
you can hide. Comprende?

So Henderson's falling for it,
hook, line, and sinker.

I love it. What a team.

Well, they're not in the bag yet.

Not until we get a confession
and that money back.

Well, how will you know
it's the marked money?

Well, I rigged an ultraviolet
scanner into the money counter.

It should feed the serial
numbers into the computer.

So once we have that,
then we just have to trick him

into confessing he killed Dad, right?

Bad news, people.

We got trouble.

Big trouble.

What do you mean?
What trouble?

It's all over the news.

It happened too fast
for us to put a lid on it.

...north of Chinatown,
where police have cordoned off

a 16-block radius
in the city's core.

The incident began
less than an hour ago

when infamous drug lord
Carlos Rodriguez and his lieutenant

were surrounded by police
and federal agents at the airport...

They caught the
real Lucky Charlie?

Wrong. He got away.

Oh, no.

We caught his man, Valdez,
at the airport, but he's not talking.

...a public parking lot when
Rodriguez fled in a stolen vehicle.

Police pursued in
a high-speed chase,

which ended in a fiery crash.

Rodriguez, known in the
underworld as Lucky Charlie,

lived up to his name,
as he fled on foot,

though apparently wounded.

Oh, it'll be in all the papers.

Henderson's bound to see this.

We can't blow it now,
we're so close.

What can we do to
keep them on the hook?

That's a good question.

Well, we can't give up.

It'll be a major risk to
stay with the plan now.

Well, we've taken bigger risks.

Haven't we?

You heard the news?

The feds nailed me at the
airport when I met Valdez.

We've got to move fast.

I figured you'd say that.

- You got my money?
- It's all here.

What's goin' on here?

That is a question we
would all like answered.

Amigo.

Who is this guy?

My name is Carlos Rodriguez.

Sometimes I am called Lucky Charlie.

You have some explaining to do, señor.

Let's hear it, Charlie.

Let's start with your real name.

Are you loco?
You think this clown is me?

This clown will cut
the truth out of you.

Okay, okay, okay, you got me.
Just no stabbing, or... or shooting,

Nothin'... Nothin' that hurts.

Boyle put you up to this,
didn't he?

Boyle, are you kiddin'?
He's my mark.

I just needed your cash
to set him up.

If you are lying,
I will see you begging for death.

It's the truth.
I'm flyin' solo, honest.

We will see if this Boyle
is your partner or not.

But first, you die.

You can't kill me.

Oh, really. Boyle thinks I'm the one
and only original Lucky Charlie.

You show up with this Rodriguez
guy alone, he'll be spooked.

You'll never get through his security.
You need me to get to Boyle.

He could be right.

Want me to get out to the track
with the riding crop?

- Just in case?
- Yeah.

I'll call you from the bookie joint,
if it's okay.

On my way.

Tie his hands.
We take him with us.

You guys are gonna come out of
this millionaires. There's no harm done.

Okay, okay, okay.

Get in the car.

Remember, this one
is for the money.

And the confession.

Right.

Just give the signal as soon as
you've confirmed all the serial numbers.

So the bet goes in

just before the cutoff.

That way the odds
don't get all screwed up.

It sounds very good.
If it is for real.

It is, believe me. With your $1.5 million,
you'll make a killing.

So to speak.

Mr. Boyle's expecting us.

Go right on down, gents.

This is it.

Listen, just sit tight.
Everything is completely under control.

Henderson, what is this?
What is goin' on?

That's what we came here to find out.

Who's this?

I am Lucky Charlie.

The real Lucky Charlie.

Well, then, who is he?

An excellent question.

As I was explaining
to these gentlemen...

He claims he'd been connin' all of us
to snatch Charlie's money.

Well, can't blame a guy for tryin'.

That hurt.

Take this garbage over there.

I will deal with him later.

You come in here less than
an hour before post time,

and expect me to
swallow a switch like this?

I have no time for your games.

Get out of here.

And take your dirty
money with you.

Un momento, Señor Boyle.

It's true, you can really
take a bet of this size?

I can cover your action, sir.

The question is, why should I?

A better question is,

why walk away from your
percentage of over $9 million?

Well...

Let's just count it first.

No hay problema.
Be my guest, señor.

Jerry,

Count this.

Yes. We've got him.

$75,000 spread feature.

Good field of sprinters
at three quarters of a mile,

Post time is just seconds away...

And they'll be ready for a start,
any second now.

Last chance to place your wagers
for Lansdown Park feature race...

This place is almost too perfect.

Relax, Charlie, relax.

In the last 24 hours, I have been
chased, shot, and impersonated.

I'm in no mood to relax.

Just a length and a half back,

the Yellow Angel in third

and they're flying
on the front end,

racing by the first quarter
in 21 and three-fifth seconds.

It's Jack's Fortune on top,
by a length.

Snow Miss is in 2nd.

Now coming right
back on the rail,

Jack's Fortune
leads by just a neck.

Snow Miss is right
on the inside in 2nd,

and those two have
opened up a 5-length gap

on Yellow Angel running in 3rd.

This race

is coming from
Lansdown Park in Florida?

That's right.

It's our live satellite feed,

direct from Miami.

Pretty nifty, huh?

I live in Miami.

I have a box at Lansdown Park.

I saw this race last week!

What?

Well, I don't understand that.

Uh, maybe our satellite is
pickin' up the wrong feed.

Oh. Or maybe you have picked
the wrong man to cheat.

What is this?

You walked me right into a trap.

You mean this is all a set-up?

It's the Larson girl.

She's supposed
to be at the track.

What kind of a stunt is this?

You, get over here right now.

Okay. Don't shoot.

Who is the girl?

She's supposed to
be riding my horse.

- Don't, please.
- Henderson, let her go.

No!

Oh!

You... You killed him.

You dragged me right into a trap.

I didn't know.
She set it all up.

You killed my father.

I hire you to clean my money,
to take the heat off me.

Now you are killing people.
What are you doing to me?

I had to kill her old man.

He was gonna go to the police.

Well, that should do it.

You bet.

You get that, Steve?

Got it.

Who's that? Got what?

Your confession.
To the murder of Kyle Larson.

Think of it as a surprise party.

And you're the guest of honor.

I shot you. You were dead.

Premature assumption on your part.

You were shootin' blanks,
Henderson.

I switched guns when you
handed it to me back at the farm.

And the real Lucky Charlie
was arrested

one hour after that
shootout last night.

But we kept that
story off the news.

Your pal Underwood
is already in custody.

You can't pin a thing on me.

No?

Try extortion, kidnapping,
money laundering,

possession of stolen property.

And the murder of my father.

Roll it, Steve.

I hire you to clean my money,

to take the heat off me.

Now you are killing people.
What are you doing to me?

I had to kill her old man.

He was gonna go to the police.

I know my rights.
I want my lawyer.

Well, great job, everybody.
Congratulations!

Thank you.

Thank you all so much.

As my good friend
Lucky Charlie would say...

No hay problema.

Bow plane, 12 degrees.

Response to surface controls, good.

All right, activate the sonar.

Sonar engaged.

Let's set up for the test.

Right. Patch in E.R.M.A.

Yes, ma'am. Right away.

We just have to make
one final adjustment.

There we are.

E.R.M.A. standing by.

Load the operations disc.

Operations disc engaged.

Is the sonar reading?

Picking up the sub
loud and clear.

I'm ready to run the test, Pete.

Where's that drug
enforcement agent of yours?

Oh, boy, I don't know.

He was supposed to
be here an hour ago.

Hey, Pete Thornton.

Dan, how are you?

I'm sorry I'm late.
I got stuck in traffic.

- Yeah, sure you did.
- Traffic's rough.

Come on, don't start.

Uh, Gwen Carpenter,
this is, uh, Dan Stringer,

Drug Enforcement Agency.

Pleased to meet you, Dan.

I've heard a lot about your
submarine interdiction program.

Yeah. Well, uh,
it was going great

until the cartel came up with
their own program, and, uh,

they equipped a fleet
of drug boats with sonar.

You know, even though
I know it's true,

I can't believe that they can
afford that kind of technology.

Nothing the cartel does
anymore surprises me, Pete.

They outgun us, out-budget us.

They've got 10 times
the technology.

Their chump change is worth more
than the assets of most governments.

Well, let's hope E.R.M.A.
can turn all that around, huh?

E.R.M.A., uh, Echo Regeneration
Module Active, right?

You got it.

Pete says you wanted an overview
before we run the test.

Yeah, great.

Okay. Well, as you can see,

the model sub is
equipped with transmitters.

Now they simulate depth,

water temperature,
and surrounding terrain.

The boat on the surface

is equipped with a
miniature sonar unit.

E.R.M.A.'s sensors detect

that the sub is being
scanned by sonar,

its processor is designed
to assimilate the signals,

and send back a false image
that makes the sonar think

that it's reading the ocean floor.

And we're here to see
if it finally works, right?

And it should

if the calculations
I made last night

are in sync with MacGyver's
sensor adjustments.

Let's give it a try, huh?

Cross your fingers.

Okay, E.R.M.A. activated.

The submarine is gone.

I think we did it.

This is fantastic!
Congratulations, all of you.

Well, thank Gwen here.
This is her baby.

This whole project wouldn't
have happened without her.

Come on, Pete,
I'm just one of the team.

Oh, no, Dr. Carpenter, I think
you're a lot more than that.

You may have just changed
the course of the war on drugs.

And this is our
remote control model.

She'll carry up to 1,200
pounds of cocaine,

with a range of 200 miles

And at a cruising
depth of 100 to 200 feet.

And the weight you save
by eliminating the pilot

allows you to carry that much
more coke on a single run.

We're hoping it'll be our biggest seller.

Señor Landis,

when the D.E.A. created their submarine
surveillance blockade in the Caribbean,

we stopped them cold with sonar.

They can still do
the same with us.

This business
proposition of yours

does not deal with reality.

Mr. Sanchez, we've known
each other for five years now.

You know I study
the marketplace.

I'll tell you about
the marketplace.

We've lost six loads

off the Florida coast
in the last month.

AWACS surveillance flights,

and half the Navy fleets
are crawling all over us.

I know. I know.

And they've seized at
least 20% of your product

at a revenue loss of $100 million.

$120 million, Señor.

With our subs, you can
cut that loss to less than 5%.

- Impossible.
- No, sir, it's not.

The D.E.A. tried to use submarines
against you, you responded with sonar.

Well, now it's time for you
to use submarines.

Mine. And we can
equip every one of them

so they are completely
undetectable to sonar.

Would you have this
kind of stealth technology?

I wouldn't waste your time
if I didn't, Mr. Sanchez.

As soon as I start
delivering these submarines,

you start winning the war.

Well, this is all
very impressive.

But, uh, I won't believe it
until I see it work.

I think that can be arranged.

How about tomorrow afternoon?

All right, Dan. 0700 hours.

Got it. See you then.

Okay, Dr. Carpenter,
just sign here

and we'll get E.R.M.A.
packaged for transport.

Good. Okay, take it away.

Stringer has the Navy set
for the full open water test

first thing tomorrow morning.

Why don't we meet here,
about, uh, 6:30 a.m.

and I'll arrange transport
to take us over to the base.

Great. Let's call it a day, then.

I have a major, somewhat intimate
gourmet dinner to prepare.

Oh? Uh,

actually, Gwen, I was hoping
that you would be able to stay

and finish up the final project report.

You know, so we'd have
everything nice and tidy

for the D.E.A. brass
in the morning.

Get someone else, Pete.
This lady's busy.

Good night, MacGyver.

Good night, Gwen.

Do you believe that?

Six months ago, I would have
had to pry her out of here.

Yeah, well, six months ago

she wasn't fixing "major, somewhat
intimate, gourmet dinners" either.

I think the lady's in love.

It's kind of nice, isn't it?

Love.

Sure does affect productivity.

MacGyver, about that report,
you know, I think...

No.

- But listen...
- No. Good night.

MacGyver!

I really shouldn't, Nick.

Come on.

I have a big day with
the test tomorrow.

I thought you said the project
was a complete success.

Well, yeah, it was.

But, uh,

the D.E.A. wants to
check it in open water.

After this is over,

I'll have a lot more
free time on my hands.

For us.

Then let's celebrate
something more important

than your precious E.R.M.A.

Happy 6-month
anniversary, honey.

Bubbles tickle my nose.

This has been the most
incredible six months of my life.

I remember the first day
that we met on the beach.

I always knew a morning jog was
supposed to be good for me, but, uh...

I never dreamed it would
change my entire life.

When Larry died,

it was like I died with him.

I never thought I'd ever be
able to love someone again.

Good mornin', Mr. Thornton.

Chuck, are you a part of
the E.R.M.A. transport unit?

Yes, sir. Got her in the back.

Good. Go ahead and
load E.R.M.A. on the sub.

I'll be there with the
technical team in half an hour.

Yes, sir.

Heads up, Donnelly. The Phoenix van
just passed my location.

They should be in the strike zone
in approximately 8 minutes.

I'm ready to rock 'n roll.

No way they're gonna get past me.

Good morning, MacGyver.

Hi, Gwen.
How was dinner last night?

Oh, dinner was okay.

But the evening was perfect.
Really perfect.

Yeah, I'm looking forward
to meeting this guy.

Oh, you'll like him.
He's something special.

Hey, MacGyver.

On time! This is a big day for you.

Well, if E.R.M.A.'s field test
goes the way we think it will,

this dope cop is on
his way back to sea.

MacGyver!

I just spoke with security.

The transport team never
made it to the naval base.

- What happened?
- They were hijacked.

The E.R.M.A. unit
has been stolen.

Oh, my God!

Here it is.
The E.R.M.A. unit.

Way to go! We're in business.

Not exactly.

What?

Where's Banniker?

Everything went
just like we planned.

We took out the van,
we loaded up without a hitch...

What happened to Banniker?

Highway patrol car spotted us.

He led 'em off down a side road
so I could get away.

They shot the bike out
from under him.

- He's dead?
- Worse.

He's in jail.

Hi, this is Nick Landis.

I'm out. Leave a message.
I'll get back to you as soon as I can.

Nick, where are you? Please.

I've called everywhere.
I must talk to you.

I'm at the Phoenix lab.

Dug up some
interesting background

on that, uh, motorcycle
bandit they captured.

Name's Joe Banniker.

He's a white-collar
computer hacker.

One of the best.

Made a killing a few years back
intercepting modem transactions

headed for the
Consolidated Bank of Zurich.

Yeah, and then he used the money
to make a big drug buy in Miami.

The guy should have quit
while he was ahead.

Yeah. Well, that's where
our guys nailed him.

He did three years in the
federal pen in Tallahassee.

You question him yet?

No, we never got the chance.

His lawyers beat us
to the police station.

Boy, this group
is wired into everything.

Well, at least they didn't get
their hands on the operations disc.

What are you talking about?

Oh, it's a routine
security precaution.

E.R.M.A. is useless without it.

And even if they did have it,

They would still need a
password to get into the system.

Well, with Banniker's
computer background,

he could very well be the guy they
were counting on to crack it for 'em.

Is there a chance

of Banniker not
making bail for a while?

With his priors? Yeah.

I could get the D.A. to
give him some grief. Why?

Well, with their hacker in jail,

they might be lookin'
for a replacement.

Do you have somebody in mind?

Remember Dexter?

Hey, I'm claustrophobic.

I don't want to be
in here too long.

It's creepy in here.

And where are my shoelaces?

Hey.

You Dexter Filmore,
the guy in the paper here?

Mmm.

To think yesterday
I was a nobody.

Hey, you pull a job like this,
and people are gonna notice.

Uh, Joe Banniker's the name.

Banniker?

Joe Banniker?

I've heard that name before.

I have been recognized
for my talents as well.

Yeah! Sure!

You're the guy that gave that
Swiss bank the fiduciary flu

- a few years back, huh?
- Same one.

Wow! Yeah.

Th-That's great!

You know, you're my...

Well, uh, you know
what I mean. I mean...

I got a lot of inspiration
from those stories about you.

Well, so it seems.

Yeah, well...

Wow! Joe Banniker.

Who'd have thought?

Hey, you guys, Joe Banniker!

There it is. It's our ticket to millions.

Might as well be a toaster
without that operations disc.

So what's the problem with
our lawyer getting Banniker bail?

D.A.'s kicking up a major storm
about his previous record.

So do we tell
Sanchez the deal is off?

No!

Nothing is off, not yet.

What about the woman you
conned down at Phoenix?

It's just a matter of time till
she puts two and two together.

Gwen's been leaving me
messages all day.

My guess is she has
already put it together.

She just can't bring
herself to believe it.

Now, that might
not last too long.

What are you gonna do?

I'm gonna get us
our operations disc.

Research, Dr. Carpenter.

Gwen, it's Nick.

Nick!

I've been trying to
reach you all day.

Look, I'm in trouble, honey.
Big trouble.

I can't talk on the
phone right now,

You got to come down
to the factory right away.

What's wrong?

I'll explain everything when you
get down here. Please, Gwen.

It's a matter of life and death.

Of course the real challenge was

getting by their multi-layer
security program.

It's one of the
best I ever cracked.

Says in here it was foolproof.

Yeah. Well, I'm nobody's fool.

Yeah, when I took
out that bank in Zurich,

I hacked the callback system,
slipped in a trojan horse.

Gave me the bypass number
and all the passwords.

No wonder you
got past it so easy.

Is it close in here,
or is it just me?

Hey!

You know, it took me seven
months to crack that code.

Well, better luck next time, huh?

Where is that guy?

Who?

The public defender.

I got to get out of here
before I freak.

- You waiting for him, too?
- Are you kidding?

My lawyer would have had me
out of here hours ago

if the D.A. hadn't made such a
federal case out of my record.

How come you're stuck with a P.D.?

- I hadn't planned on getting caught.
- Hmm.

That, and I'm broke.

Flat broke.

I'm never gonna make bail.

I'm never gonna get out of here!

Cool it, cool it.

Sit down, sit down. Listen.

I've got an idea, um,

Why don't you let me
give my lawyer a call?

I mean, you got no priors, and he
could pop you out of here like that.

- You'd do that for me?
- Think of it as a trade-off.

What kind of trade-off?

Well, I have some
associates on the outside

who could use
your expertise in, uh,

cracking security codes.

Anything!

Call your lawyer,
tell him I'm available.

Just get me out of here.

Nick?

Over here, Gwen.

Don't come any closer.

Nick?

Gwen, we gotta talk.

I need your help.

The E.R.M.A. unit.
You did take it!

I need a minute alone with her.

Please.

Try anything,
and you're both dead.

What is going on?

Sweetheart, please,
just let me try to explain.

How could you?

When Pete told me
it was an inside job,

I tried to tell
myself it wasn't you.

You used me!

At first, yes.

But the more time I spent with you,
the more I fell in love.

Gwen! Gwen,
I tried to back out of this,

but I was in too deep.
They threatened to kill me.

They? Who are they?

The cartel.

The drug cartel?

Yes.

It was no... no accident that
we met that day on the beach.

I knew all about
the E.R.M.A. project.

I knew about your part in it.

I owed them a lot of money.

I couldn't pay them back.

They told me if I... If I got the
E.R.M.A. technology for them,

then they'd let me live.

I didn't count on
falling in love with you.

Every night I prayed that some day
I could ask you to marry me.

- Oh.
- Now...

Now, I have to beg you
to save my life.

Save your life? How?

Let's cut through it, huh?

Now, my people need
the operations disc,

and you're gonna help us get it.

You got one hour.

Or lover-boy here is
gonna be floating face down.

Gwen, listen. If we give
them what they want,

they'll go away.

I'll make it up to you somehow, I swear.

Please, just don't let them kill me.

Mr. Thornton,
call for you on line 3.

Pete Thornton here.

MacGyver!

Oh, yeah, we had to stop by here

to check on some
D.E.A. personnel records.

So what's happening?

Did Banniker go for it?

His lawyer just bailed me out.

Well, did you find out
who he's working for?

I'm workin' on it.

The driver's
supposed to pick me up

and take me to his
boss any minute now.

No, no, no, forget it, MacGyver.

You were supposed to pump him
for information, and that's all.

I don't want you leaving that jail
without a back-up, You understand?

Uh, you bet, babycakes.

I'd like to do that, too.

Listen, I got to go.
My ride's here.

I love you, too, creampuff.

Babycakes? Creampuff? MacGyver!

That's my steady girlfriend.

We're in love.

I'm happy for you, Romeo.

Now let's go.

You got a steady girlfriend?

Pete, uh, Gwen Carpenter is the leak.

How do you know that?

Your security just
notified headquarters.

She used her clearance card
to enter the security locker.

She took the operations disc.

Oh, no!

Yeah.

You know where she lives?

Yeah, sure.

I'll get a warrant.

Oh.

Gwen.

Mr. Landis,

this is the guy that
Banniker called about.

This is Dexter Filmore.

I hear you're good.

Yeah.

Yeah, poor, too.

You do the job,
I'll make it worth your while.

Okay.

Come on.

Thanks, you guys.

Yeah, call all the airlines.

All of 'em, yeah.

Carpenter.

Dr. Gwen Carpenter.
You got it?

All right, I'll call you back.

I still can't believe it.

Who's this guy? Her husband?

No, he died six years ago.

This has got to be the
new boyfriend, Nick.

Yeah, well, let's start diggin'.

Yeah.

If you cracked the
Pacific East Bank,

this should be a piece of cake.

Hey, that code took
three weeks to break, okay?

This is not a matter
of random selection.

It takes research, patience,

and time.

Well, you don't have three weeks,
you have two hours.

The demonstration's
at 4:00 this afternoon.

As I see it, fellas,
we got two problems here.

First, or "A,"

we need this key code disc.

And 2nd, or "B,"

I'll need to write a program that'll
select sequential letter combinations

to hit the right password.

And how long will that take?

Oh, most words in
the English language

don't get much longer
than 12 letters.

There are 26 letters
in the alphabet.

So that's 26 to the 12th power.

That brings us to...

9.5 quadrillion possible
letter combinations.

That'll take days.

No, approximately three months,
two weeks and four days.

If you can do it in two hours,
I'll pay you $200,000.

I know shortcuts.

Now you're talking, Dexter.

You're my man.

We're gonna have this thing
wrapped up in no time.

I like this guy.

Just might pull
this off after all.

Nick,

What are you doing?

Your life is not threatened.

Why? Why?

You used me!

I mean, look at this.

MacGyver?

MacGyver?

Your friend from the
Phoenix Foundation?

- No. He, just looks like him.
- I think the lady made a mistake.

I think you both made a mistake.

A big one.

I never should have trusted you.

You lied to me all along.
How could you do that?

Shut up!

The game is over, Gwen.

I'm sorry, MacGyver.

Banniker.

They threw a plant in
with him and he bought it!

So did you.

Leave him alone!

We're not finished yet, Gwen,
I still need that password.

And you're gonna give it to me,
right now.

I wouldn't help you if
my life depended on it.

How about his?
You care about him?

Take him outside.

You too.

Yeah? Well, if he does check in,
call me here right away, will you?

No word from MacGyver?

Nothing.

And I found this pile of cards
and letters. All from this Nick.

The good doctor's
really stuck on this guy.

Oh, you've got that right.

All right, I'm gonna run his picture
downtown and see what turns up.

Do we have a last name on him?

No, I don't recall
it if she ever said it.

Wait a minute, there's got to be
an envelope around here someplace

with his return address, maybe.

Inside.

Don't even think about it.

What are you going to do to him?

It's entirely up to you, Gwen.

That ought to hold him.

All right, lower it!

Hold it.

That old sub leaks like a sieve.

If you don't tell us
how E.R.M.A. operates,

Your friend drowns.
It's that simple.

You can't do this.

Put it on the bottom.

No!

That sub's gonna fill up
pretty fast, doctor.

Now, you better
make up your mind.

Quick!

All right, stop it.

Hold it, Crocker.

Get him out of there, Nick.

- Please!
- I'll let him out.

After you demonstrate
E.R.M.A. to our buyers.

That's my girl.

Put her in the car.
I'll get E.R.M.A.

Pete! I got it.
Her address book.

Nick Landis.

And look at this.

He's into submarines.

That's got to be the connection.

Landis, Landis, Nick, Nick,
here we go.

He's got an apartment on Wilcox.

All right, you check out
the home address.

- I'll take the business.
- Right.

Drown him.
Meet us down at the pier.

Oh, no.

MacGyver!

What are you doing in there?

The backstroke, Pete.

Wait, here's something.

"Pier 9."

A boat called Windward Isle. 4:00.

Suppose that could be
where they went?

We don't have time
for it not to be.

There's at least four of them.

Yeah, it looks like they're
getting ready to pull out.

Why don't you call
for some backup?

I'll see if I can slow 'em down.

How?

Never mind.

I know you'll
think of something.

We should be in position for the
demonstration in about an hour.

Dr. Carpenter will answer any questions
you have about the E.R.M.A. unit.

So, Dr. Carpenter...

...is this machine as amazing
as Landis tells us?

Dr. Carpenter?

Yes. Yes, it is.

Uh, it hasn't been tested
in open water yet.

But Landis told me it was ready.

Well, it's ready, more or less.

There are just plenty of
bugs to be worked out.

When this is over,
what do you plan to do to her?

Let's put it this way.

Gwen doesn't have
a round-trip ticket.

How soon can we cast off?

Won't be long.

But it looks like we've got some
heavy weather coming down on us.

Oh, great.
All right, let's get it in gear.

I wanna get out there
and back before dark.

And you should have seen E.R.M.A.
when we first tested it.

It actually made it easier
for sonar to find the target.

But that has been fixed, right?

Well, sort of.

It hasn't been tested
below 100 feet yet.

But Landis never told us this.

He probably didn't
want to worry you.

We'll let the engines
warm up a bit.

- Then we'll cast off.
- Yeah.

Coming from Colombia,

I guess you fellas really
know a good cup of coffee.

This isn't very good, is it?

Cream and sugar?

Mr. Landis would
like to see you.

He wants you boys
to have a look at this.

Thank God you're all right!

Okay, she's cast off.

So let's shove off.

Soon as this traffic clears.

All clear.

We should be at
the test site by 5:00.

Back in by 6:30, at the latest.

Something's hangin' us up.

Probably missed
one of the lines.

I'll get it.

Crocker! Crocker!

Crocker.

Hey!

Hey, what are you doing?

Hey! Whoa! Whoa!

Landis!

Landis! Get me down from here!

Landis, where are you?

Get out here!
Get me down from here!

Let me down! Hey!

Well,

that ought to do it.

Ernie, do me a favor
and check for me, will you?

Yeah, I'll hold on.

Sorry to hang you guys up.
I got stuck in traffic.

What?

Oh, all right, great.

Good. Thanks a lot, Ernie.

Well, that was
the D.A.'s office.

In the interests of justice,

the judge has dropped
all charges against Gwen.

- And what about her job?
- Well that's another story.

The board has voted no.

And I have to agree with them.

But her only real crime
was in being too trusting.

Oh, she'll be fine.

She's a fighter.

Well, I'm gonna see to it she gets
full credit for E.R.M.A.'s first bust.

Good.

You mean, E.R.M.A.
has paid off already?

You bet.

Our first Navy sub patrol
in the Caribbean

detected that they were
being scanned by sonar.

So they flipped on E.R.M.A.

She worked like a charm.

And we nailed 'em. Right here.

How big was the load?

250 pounds of pure cocaine.

Street value over $42 million.

Well, it looks like we
won the first battle.

Yeah.

Now if we could
just win the war.

Yeah.

Hills. You didn't mention hills.

And you said a spin,
not the Tour de France.

Oh, you did good, Wilt.

You did good.

I'm gonna be crippled for
the rest of my natural life.

Man, I'm so hungry I could
almost eat health food.

Come on, I know this
great little donut shop.

No, no. I'm gonna head on back.

Make it a nice, quiet Sunday.
Read the paper.

Couch potato stuff, you know?

That's your problem, MacGyver,

not enough excitement
in your life.

Good thing you have me
as a neighbor.

Yeah.

Oh, my God! Oh, my God!

That's all right, I'm okay.

Oh, the car's all right.

Izzy would kill me
if I put another dent in it.

- I beg your pardon?
- Izzy, my boss.

Well, actually, he's my teacher.

Well, actually, he's more
like my best friend.

Oh! Here, let me help you.

Where to?

What?

Where are you headed?

Oh, uh, home, the marina,
but that's okay.

Great. Hop in.
I'll give you a lift.

No, no, no, it... it's all right.

No, really, I insist.

Listen, my sister,
who lives in Ohio,

and she's married to this guy
who sells wallpaper,

She says I'm selfish, so hop in.

Come on, get in.

I won't bite, I promise.

Hey, my ego is at stake.

Are you sure you're okay?

Yeah, I'm fine.

So, how do you
like the '90s so far?

The '90s?

Yeah, it sounds so serious,
doesn't it?

I don't know about you, but I was
just starting to get used to the '80s.

Nice.

The '80s, nice?

No, I meant your car.

My car. I wish.

It's Izzy's.

I have to go to this party tonight,
so he let me borrow it.

Oh, here, let me
show you the invitation.

Oh, hey!

Oh, well. I guess
it's here somewhere.

Did I tell you Izzy's a musician?

Do you want to hear
some of his stuff?

Uh, no.

It's great. It'll make
you feel better.

- Just listen.
- I feel fine.

Mozart?

Yeah.

My all-time fave.

Mozart was writing
concertos at five years old.

Isn't that wild?

I mean, where were you at five?

Well, I was pretty young, so...

I had this crush on a kid
with glasses and freckles

named Dobie Fineman.
He grew up to be a dentist.

You're not a dentist, are you?

- No. No.
- Good.

This is your friend?
Itzak Zimmer?

Yeah. I know, he's famous.
But to me, he's just Izzy.

We met in line at a movie.

I run errands for him in
exchange for violin lessons.

By the way, I'm Lulu.

MacGyver.

What's your first name?

My friends just call me MacGyver.

That bad, huh?

That's okay.
My real name's Alice.

So, are you married, MacGyver?

Uh, no. You?

Not that I know of.

How old are you?

Thirty-nine.

Thirty-nine and you've
never been married?

So?

So, that tells me one or two things.

Either you've got a
fear of commitment,

or you've got a
fear of commitment.

Uh, excuse me, I don't think
this is the way to the marina.

Oh, yeah. I have to make a quick
stop first. I hope you don't mind.

I got this funny call
from Izzy this morning.

He didn't sound like himself.

He said, "You'll find a thingy from
Sal's in the glove compartment.

Do you-know-what with it, and
bring whatever it is to me right away."

Listen,

about the ride,
I appreciate the offer, but...

You're probably wondering
what a world-famous violinist

is doing with a
pawn shop, right?

Uh, no, not really.

Well, it's because
he doesn't trust banks.

This pawn shop is sort of
like his safety deposit box.

Oh.

Oh, here it is. A claim check.

Oh, great. Closed.

Uh, why don't I just
get out here, okay?

Don't worry. I'll drive you home as
soon as I tell Izzy what happened.

- Please, don't trouble yourself.
- No trouble.

Voilà. Izzy's place.

You two are gonna
love each other.

Uh, no, I can't.

Well, sure you can.
You can do anything you want.

No, I mean I...
I gotta get home.

Oh, relax. It's Sunday, remember?

Nobody has to get home on Sunday.

Besides, how often
do you get to meet

two incredible people
in one day, huh?

Gotta be honest with you,
one is plenty.

- I really gotta go.
- But your bike.

I'll walk it. It's not that far.

- You sure?
- Sure.

Okay. Oh, wait!

Don't forget this.

Oh, thanks.

Thirty-nine, huh?

Did you know that Mozart
was only 35 when he died?

Oh, yeah?

Yeah.

Bye.

Izzy.

Izzy? It's me, Lulu.

Oh, stop. Stop.

Stop! You barbarian.

Yeah.

I don't like this one, either.

Izzy, what are you doing?

No! No, no!

- Izzy, what...
- Oh, please, please don't.

- What's going on?
- Forgive me, Lulu.

They forced me to call you.

Cough it up, toots.

Keep your mitts off me, creep.

Zimmer told you to
bring the Amadeus.

- Now, where is it?
- The...

I don't know what
you're talking about.

Like cat spit you don't.

You heard him, lady.

Let go of my arm.

Let go, do you hear me?

Hello?

MacGy...

Lulu?

Lulu? You in there?

Hey, what's goin' on here?

My Morassi!

MacGyver.

Leave him alone.
That's my husband.

- Who else knows about this?
- No one.

No more games, Gramps.

Either tell us where it is,
or I'll play you this time.

No, wait. I've got it.

The Amadeus?

The Amadeus, right.

Let him go, and
I'll get it for you.

Fork it over,
then we let him go.

No, I don't trust you.

I'll bring it, but not here.

Somewhere public, where
there's a lot of people around.

What's going on here?

The invitation. Great idea.

Brilliant. Thanks, darling.

Here, meet me at this
address at 8:00 tonight.

"Roaring '20s Bash"?

Look, do you want this
Amadeus thing or not?

Okay, 8:00 sharp.

Make a little swapsky.

You and your hubby here bring
the Amadeus, we give you Zimmer.

Hubby?

Okay, not a croak to anyone.

Make sure you both show up.

And you better have it
with you this time, toots.

If you don't, or if
you go to the cops,

if I even smell the color blue,

you can kiss your friend
Izzy goodbye.

You understand?

He means it, Lulu.

We understand.
Don't we, sweetheart?

What?

I don't believe this.

Why Izzy?
And who were those guys?

And what's this Amadeus thing
all about, anyway?

Husband? What's that all about?

Oh, yeah.
Nice meeting you, MacGyver.

Let's have lunch sometime, okay?

Hey, wait a minute. Whoa, what?
What are you doing?

What do you think?
I'm going after this Amadeus thing.

Nuh-uh. We, Lulu.

Did you hear those guys?

We both have to show up,
or they're gonna kill Izzy.

Now, these are dangerous people
we're dealing with.

Wow, sounds like you've been
in a few of these scrapes before.

Uh, yeah, one or two.

What do you suggest?

Well, first of all,
we're gonna take it slow.

One step at a time.

We're gonna start at the pawn shop.

Great. Why didn't you say so?
Get in.

There's an emergency number here.

I think there's a pay phone
around the corner. I'll call.

No, no, no. I'll do it.
You stay here.

But...

Lulu, stay put.

MacGyver, wait, I just remembered.
There's...

Forget about it! Stay!

But, MacGyver...

Hey!

Hey, man.

What are you doing?

Get in.

Are you nuts? That's burglary.

Don't worry.
Izzy's cousin owns this place.

I just remembered,
he's fishing in Canada.

He'll understand.

Why didn't you tell me this before?

You didn't give me a chance.

Wait a minute,
we forgot the door.

That's okay, the cops can lock it.

It doesn't make sense.

Izzy kidnapped for golf clubs?

He doesn't even play golf.

Maybe you stole the wrong thing.

I resent that. I have never
stolen a wrong thing.

That's reassuring.

What are you doing?

How'd that get in there?

So you've seen this before?

Sure, two days ago. Izzy picked
it up in Salzburg last week.

Austria Salzburg?

On his last tour.

He said he found it
in some flea market.

Picked it up for a song.

What else did he say?

Nothing.

It's just that I've never seen him
so excited about anything.

Then yesterday he sounded different.

Troubled about something.

Poor Izzy.

I'm really worried about him,
MacGyver.

Look at this.

That's a certificate of origin.

Which means that
this is no ordinary violin.

It says, "The back is in two pieces
of handsome maple.

The varnish of a
light orange color.

The table is of
spruce of medium grain.

Original label missing."

Yep, it all checks.

"This instrument is an excellent
specimen of Antonio Stradivari."

What? Let me see that.

"An excellent specimen
of Antonio Stradivari

of his golden period
known as the Amadeus."

The Amadeus?

Stradivari was the
Rembrandt of violin makers.

If this is real,

Izzy found a 300-year-old
Stradivarius in a flea market.

Well,

were most famous violins
named after their owners?

Yeah.

Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God!

I remember reading somewhere
that Franz Haydn named his Strad

after his good friend Mozart,

and gave it to him
later as a gift.

But then it was...
it was lost or something.

Not anymore.

Mozart's lost Strad.

Complete with documents.

It's worth millions.

No wonder those sleazoids
wanted to get their hands on it.

- Wow.
- My, my.

Hey, thanks a lot.

I didn't know you
could play like that.

Neither did I.

Well, come on.
We better get some costumes.

Costumes?

Well, for the costume party,
remember?

The invitation said "No one
admitted without a costume."

Don't worry, I know
where we can get some.

Hi!

Yes, sir.

Welcome to the speakeasy.

Here. Looks better on you.

So what's the occasion here?

How should I know?

Well, I thought
it was your party.

Actually, I found the invitation
at an automatic teller machine.

It sounded like fun.

Ah.

Mmm. Here, try this.

Uh, actually, I don't drink.

Neither do I. It's apple cider.

A toast.

May the Eastern Europe of our hearts
find freedom in the '90s.

You're somethin', Lulu.

I like you, too.

Hey, that was good.
Could you get me another?

God!

That's right,
gangsters and molls.

What would the '20s be
without the Charleston?

And now, for all you romantics,
we're gonna slow it down just a bit,

so check your dance cards,
grab your partner,

and let's make a little magic
with that old-time favorite,

Every Little Breeze
Seems To Whisper Louise.

Hit it, boys.

- Here.
- Thanks.

Half an hour till they get here.

Come on, let's dance.

What?

Dance.

You know, dance?

Dance.

Nervous?

Yeah.

Well, I wouldn't worry.
We'll get Izzy back.

Oh, I know.

That's not what
I'm nervous about.

That's right, pal, open up.

We're the coppers, see?
And this is a raid.

Open it up!

We're looking for Al Capone.

Izzy's not with them.
What do we do?

I don't know yet.

Bring him over or
we shut this gin joint down!

There he is, captain.
Over there.

They're looking for Al Capone!

We'll take that, toots.

So where's Zimmer?

You said you'd exchange
the violin for him.

You're under arrest, Capone.

Cuff 'em, sarge.

They're arresting Capone!

Oh, look!

Let's take 'em over to the
interrogation room, sarge.

Where's Izzy, you toad?

What difference does it make?

- Hold it there.
- Watch 'em.

What's this?

What'd you do with the Amadeus?

I'll tell you later.
Let's get out of here first.

I know you're in there, Capone.

We've got the place surrounded.

Open up!

What are you doing?
We'll never get through there.

I know that.

This is your last chance.
Open up or else!

Police. Come out
with your hands up!

You're gonna do time for this.
Long time.

Make it easier on yourself.

Maybe they'll let you off
with tax evasion.

In here.

Come on out! We got you now.

Open up, Capone!

Where are they?
Where did they go?

They're around here somewhere.

They got away.

They couldn't have gotten far.
Come on, let's go.

What was that?
You hear that?

It came from over there.
Behind the pump.

Well, don't just stand there.
Check it out.

It's just a lousy rat.
What do we do now?

You check the street.

I'll stick around here for a while,
start to cover our trail.

Just in case.

You okay?

Yeah.

How long do you think
he's gonna stick around?

Too long. Let's go this way.

Oh.

Oh, God.

Wow! Look where we ended up!

Let's get these cuffs off.

Now.

Oh, the Amadeus, right?

I switched it for the
band player's fiddle.

Oh, that was pretty smart.

You think it's safe there?

Probably safer than if
we try to go back for it.

Now, if we only
knew where Izzy was.

Either this lock is rusted
or I'm losing my touch.

Uh, listen. I don't
want to alarm you,

but if you don't get those
things off in the next,

oh, five minutes,

we might have a little problem.

Why? What's wrong?

Oh, nothing. It's just that...

I really have to go
to the bathroom.

Oh.

Oh!

So, I'd guess
we better find a...

Bathroom, yeah.

Come on.

Can I ask you something?

Have you ever been in love?
I mean, really in love?

Yeah, once.

Hmm. Me, too.
Almost got married.

Why didn't you?

Well, it's... I mean,
it's kind of...

Exactly.

Hey. Hold it right there.

What are we gonna do?

I'll handle it.

The mall's closed.
What are you two doing in here?

Well, we're kinda lost, officer.

And we're lookin'
for the costume party.

Yeah? Let me see some I.D.

Party at the speakeasy's
just around the corner.

How'd you two get in here?

Well, downstairs.
It's wide open.

Day shift guy.
I'm gonna fix him.

You can use the
last door on the left,

But just make sure
you push it shut.

Thank you, officer.

- I wanna see something.
- What?

Your first name.

I told you, my friends
call me MacGyver.

Yeah, but it's not like
Sting or Prince or something.

You've got another first name, right?

That's your first name?

Yeah. So?

So I think I'll call you MacGyver.

What's that?

It's a handcuff key, silly.

Good job.

No answer at Izzy's.

Where could they be hiding him?

If we only had a
lead on these guys.

Well, maybe we do
and we just don't know it.

Now, they said they were
gonna try and cover their trail.

What trail are
they talkin' about?

The trail to the
Amadeus, I guess.

When Izzy found out they knew about it,
he stashed it in the pawn shop.

Yeah, but how'd they know about it?

What?

Well, assuming Izzy didn't tell 'em,

how could they know that it
was Mozart's lost violin, hmm?

You're right, it doesn't make sense.

Unless they stumbled across
the certificate of origin somewhere.

Did Izzy carry the Amadeus
back from Europe himself?

No. He had it shipped back
with the rest of his violins,

like he always does on tour.

Shipped by whom?

There's a freight
forwarder out by the airport.

They specialize in
musical instruments.

Wait, that's it.

MacGyver, you're brilliant.

Come on.

Yo, taxi.

Hey!

Yeah, here's the damage reports.

Freight agent named
Ginko handled that item.

Damage report?

Yeah, the crate it was in was
damaged in transit from Europe.

You know, it's like
I told the other guy:

the freight agents are supposed to
check the goods when that happens

before they leave
the bonded area.

You know, in case
of an insurance claim.

Yeah. What other guy?

He was here about
a half hour ago,

asking questions about
the same shipment.

Nearly walked off with my receipts.
Can you believe that?

Can you describe this guy?

Yeah. Pushy.

Said if anybody else came around here
asking about it, to give him a call.

He wouldn't be there, but I could
leave a message on his machine.

He left his number?

Here, it's on the card.
Here, why don't you call him yourself?

I got better things to do.

Wait here!

What are you doing?
Put that down.

Jeez.

Come on.

It's Izzy.

Lulu!

Izzy, thank God.
Are you okay?

Perfect.

Just perfect.

Like they say,
"Great minds think alike."

If you think I'm gonna tell you
where the Amadeus is, bozo,

you're crazy.

You're gonna do more than tell me,
sweetcakes. You're gonna show me.

If we're not back in an hour
with the instrument, kill 'em.

An hour? That's not enough time.

You disgusting slob.

- Come on.
- Lulu.

Don't try anything, Jack.

Or we might have a little accident.

Oh, if only Lulu were here.

She'd think of some crazy way
to get us out.

That's a CO2
extinguisher, isn't it?

It protects the violins.

Foam or water would do
as much damage as fire.

Well, CO2 forces oxygen
out of a room.

And if there's no oxygen...

What are you talking about?

What are you doing?

When the alarm goes off, hold
your breath until we're out of the room.

All right, get ready.

I know where they went.

I'll stay here and call the police.

Well, what are you waiting for?
Go on, go on!

If this is another
one of your crazy stunts...

What stunts?

Stop stalling and
get me that Amadeus.

Look, I told you, it's here.

Now, will you make that call?

Just get it!

Okay, talk. Where is it?

Last chance, sweetcakes.

You little devil, you.

What?

Get it.

Get it, before I kill him and you.

Look, it's that crazy guy again.

Look! Those are real bullets!

You think I'm kidding?

The party's over.
I mean business.

Okay, okay.

Give it to her.

Give it.

Give it.

You want me to make that call?

All right.

Here.

Don't! MacGyver!

Come on out of there!
Out in the open!

Out where I can see you, now!

Now you're making me mad.
You don't wanna do that!

He wrecked the elevator.
You'll never get out now.

The Amadeus! Stop him!

Freeze.

Take another step and
this thing is wood chips.

Wait.

I just realized why you're doing this.

It's because your mother
was a cafeteria lady, right?

What?

Lulu!

You know, in grade school.

The ones with
moustaches and hairnets

who served tuna surprise
every Monday?

Another step and I'll...

Oh, the humiliation.

And now, you're finally paying her back.

Gestalt therapy.

Your mother is the violin.

I mean, just look at the way
you're holding that thing.

No!

MacGyver, we did it!

Yeah, I guess we did.

Look at her go!
What's gotten into you?

I guess it's that
healthy diet you suggested.

No more junk food.
I hate to admit it, MacGyver,

but I feel like a million bucks.

You look better, too, Wilt.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

I've been noticing some of the ladies
giving me a second look lately.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

There you go.

So, listen,

if you meet any babes who might
be interested in a healthy kind of guy,

let me know, huh?

- Babes, huh?
- Babes.

Hey, MacGyver.

Wilt,

I'd like you to meet Lulu.

Oh.

Um, hi.

Hi.

Boy, you got a nice,
firm handshake.

Yeah? W-Well, I've been
working out a lot, you know?

Oh?

MacGyver, what's shakin'?

Hey, Wilt, how you doing?

Just dropped by to
borrow your paper.

The paper boy chucked
mine in the bay again.

Well, that'll happen
when you live on a boat.

Aren't you a little old to
be playing ice hockey?

Listen, why don't you come out
with me some time? Skate warm-up.

- Be good for you.
- Right.

I've seen how you come home
after those games.

You're like Grandpa McCoy!

Oh! Oh, dag gum it!

Yeah.

- Let's go in there.
- Yeah.

Oh, listen, I love this song,
One More For The Road.

It's so hot.

♪ I've heard it said
that love is a drug ♪

♪ Well, I can't get enough ♪

♪ I need a mainline ♪

♪ Shot to the heart ♪

♪ And your lovin' touch ♪

♪ It feels oh, so good
and you're so fine ♪

♪ Come on, baby, give me ♪

♪ One more for the road ♪

♪ Keep me rocking
till checkout time ♪

♪ Oh, sugar, give me ♪

♪ One more for the road ♪

♪ Come on, give me a shot ♪

♪ I gotta hit the bricks ♪

♪ Sing a little pain for
my fortune and fame ♪

Wasn't that fun?

Let's go check out one
of those clothing stores.

- There she is.
- Yup.

Travers said she'd be wearing a
purple leather jacket with fringes.

Let's go.

- Let's go there.
- Yeah.

Oh, these are cool.

Todd Williams would
love these on you.

No way. He doesn't even
know I'm on the planet.

You said he sat
next to you at lunch.

He's 16!

So, when he's 30,
you'll be 28. Big deal.

Oh, Lisa, I'm never
telling you anything again.

Ingrid, just look at these.

Oh, wow, they're great.

Let's try one.

Am I too cool for school, or what?

You've got your dad's
credit card. Buy it.

I'll take this one.

Can't you just hear my father?

Yeah.

Cheap.

The shoddiest.

You creep! What do
you think you're doing?

Let me out of here!

You can't do this!

Open the door now!
Help me, please!

What'd you do with my friend?

Charlie, Charlie.

Smart brokers
listen, they don't talk.

How many shares gets
us control of the board?

Well, Ludlum's white knight
goes $60 a share,

we'll float a bond issue
and go $70.

Whatever we need
to take Ludlum down.

Charlie, what do I care how many
blue collars I put out of work?

This is business.

We crush Ludlum like a bug, our
stocks are gonna go through the roof.

Neil, what is it?

Can't you see I'm in the
middle of a major transaction?

Sorry to interrupt you,
Mr. Woodman,

but a messenger just
dropped this off for you.

It was marked urgent,
so I opened it.

You better have a look at this.

I'll get back to you, Charlie.

Someone's taken Lisa.

Oh, my God.

What are you going to do?

The note said not
to call the police.

I'm not calling the police.

- Hello?
- MacGyver.

Eric Woodman. Lisa's father.

Hey, Eric, how are you doing?

You're not gonna believe this.
Lisa's been kidnapped.

What?

When?

I don't know.
She went shopping this morning

with my maid's daughter.

They've just delivered
her jacket to the house,

Along with a note saying they
will call with further instructions.

MacGyver, I need your help.

All right, if they call,
you agree with everything they say.

I'll be right over.

Uh, Neil, get Charlie
back on the phone.

Tell him to forget
the Ludlum deal,

sell all the stocks
in my portfolio.

I'm gonna need all the cash
I can get my hands on.

Mr. Woodman, when word
gets out on the exchange

you've liquidated your assets,

the brokers could read
this as a panic move.

They'd be like sharks
in a feeding frenzy.

- You could lose everything.
- I don't care.

Get Charlie on it now.

- MacGyver, thanks for coming.
- Hi, Eric.

You heard from the kidnappers?

Nothing so far.
Come in. Come in.

You got any idea
who these guys are?

No. All I have is this note.

My success is no secret, though.
It could be anyone.

You call the police yet?

No, the note says
they'll kill her if I do.

That's why I called you.

After the way you handled yourself
in Switzerland with Lisa,

I knew I could trust you to help.

I'll pay you, of course,
whatever it takes.

Name your price.

Eric, this isn't about money,
it's about Lisa's life.

You have to call the police.

- But they said...
- No, it doesn't matter. You call them.

Ask for Lieutenant Rhome.

All right. Whatever you say.

Mr. MacGyver.

My Ingrid would have called
by now if she was all right.

I'm so frightened.

Take it easy, Greta.

It's gonna be okay.

Hey, who's out there?
Let me out of here, please!

Somebody help! Can you hear me?

Please, can you hear me?
Answer me if you can hear me.

Open the door.
Please, open the door!

Get me out of here,
please, help me.

Answer me, let me out of here!

Get me out of here, please!

Hey, I'm working on it, okay?
I'm working on it!

Please.

Oh, thank you.

Oh, God, they took my friend.
I need to get home.

Can you drive me?

Hurry, this is an emergency!

Okay, kid, okay.

The phone's connected
to the computer.

Okay, we're ready for the test.

All right, put the call through.

All right, you're
calling from 555-4566.

The database at the
telephone company

tells us your location is...

Intersection of
Bronson and Fairdale.

Bronson and Fairdale?

We're online. It's working perfectly.

Thanks, Vinnie.

Dad? Where are you? Dad?

Lisa!

- Lisa!
- Daddy!

They took Ingrid.

Two men in a van.
I tried to stop them,

but they locked me
in a supply room.

Slow down now. Easy here.
Everything's gonna be fine.

MacGyver.

Hi, baby.

What are you doing here?

Well, I'm worrying about you,
like everybody else.

Oh, Lisa!

Oh, thank God you are safe!

And where is Ingrid?

The two men,
I tried to stop them...

But, they sent your
jacket to your father.

Ingrid was wearing it.

Oh, no!

No. This can't be true.

They can't have my Ingrid.

Greta,

we'll get her back.

Um, Lisa?

I'm Lieutenant Rhome.

Do you think you can describe
the men who took her?

Yeah, sure.

I really only got a good look
at the one who grabbed me.

He was tall, dark curly hair.

Age? Height?

I'd say in his 30s, I guess.

Not as tall as MacGyver.

Rough hands, like he
probably worked with them a lot.

Hands, fingerprints!

What fingerprints?

He left a big greasy thumbprint
on Ingrid's sunglasses.

Well, I'll be...

Way to go, Sherlock.

MacGyver, is Phoenix still developing
that computer-imaging system?

The face-finder? You bet.

Maybe you could
run Lisa down there,

and see if you can come up
with a composite of this guy.

Will do.

Mr. Woodman.

Now, Mr. Woodman, listen.

They may not know
they've got the wrong girl,

so tell them whatever
they want to hear,

and keep them on the line.

- All right.
- Now, hold it just a second.

Hello, Eric Woodman.

$3 million, Woodman.

In cash.

Or your little girl won't live
to see her next birthday.

All right. $3 million,
whatever you say.

Where and when?

Leave the money at the
flagpole in Observation Park.

Midnight.

And you better be on time,
Woodman,

or the deal is off.
Understand?

12:00, Observation Park. Right.

You will bring Lisa?

She'll be there.

Unless you do something stupid

and bring the police.

Uh, why are you doing this?

Wait... Wait a minute.
How can I be sure she's still all right?

Damn! Not enough time.

They don't know
they've got the wrong girl.

No.

But we'll get her back.

You are gonna pay them,
aren't you, Daddy?

Lisa.

Honey,

I'm afraid that's not up
to you or me to decide.

But Ingrid's my best friend
in the entire world.

Look, this whole matter
is out of my hands.

You just don't understand.

That's right. What do I know?

I'm only a kid. Who cares if
my best friend's gonna die.

Oh, now, Lisa, don't
even say such a thing.

Mr. Woodman,

I know this is a great
deal of money, I,

I couldn't even dream
of repaying you, but,

my Ingrid, she's all I have.

Well, we've just got to
be realistic here, Greta.

The police know how to
handle this sort of thing.

Are you going to give
them the $3 million?

Uh, no, sweetheart, we don't
have those kinds of resources.

We'll just have to
handle it another way.

But something could
go wrong, couldn't it?

There, you see?
Something could go wrong.

But what do you care?

You just say,
"Oh, my gosh, we're sorry,"

and go home like it's
a bad day at the office.

That does it, young lady.
You go up to your room.

I hate my room!

I hate this house, and I especially
hate all your precious money!

She's upset,

but she'll be all right.

Yeah.

I'll take her down to the lab,
we'll get to work on the composite.

Good.

What are the girl's chances?

Well, right now,
that's up to the kidnappers.

No, they weren't like that.

Keep trying, okay?

How about those?

They were smaller, squintier.

Sort of like this.

No, no, no, not that round.

Just a little smaller.

That's it! Perfecto.

All right, let's try the mouths.

No, not that big.

This guy's lips were
really close together,

sort of thin.

Mean.

No lips, like Mr. Krillman.

Who?

My piano teacher. Never mind.

I'll stop you when I see it.

No, they were smaller.

No, we're talking real small.

There, that's it! Right there.

That's him, that's the guy.

This is so cool.
We did it, MacGyver.

I'm gonna post his picture all
over school and all around the mall.

I mean, maybe somebody will
recognize him and help us out.

Okay, let's get it printed out
and over to the police, huh?

This thing's great, MacGyver.

Yeah, well, there are
just so many combinations

of features in the world,

like the shape of your face.

It's just like your dad's.

I'd rather you didn't compare me
to him, thank you very much.

Come on, Lisa,
he's not such a bad guy.

We all get our priorities
messed up once in a while.

How can you defend him?

All he thinks about
is good old T.C.B.

- Hmm?
- Taking care of business.

He doesn't care what
happens to Ingrid.

No?

Then why is he risking his neck
going to that park at midnight

to get her back, huh?

He'll do anything so long as it doesn't
cost him any of his precious money.

I just have a bad feeling
this isn't gonna work out.

Do you remember when we escaped

from that boathouse
in Switzerland?

That wasn't supposed
to work out either.

But it did.

Darn you, MacGyver.

I just hate the way you
talk me into everything.

- Woodman give you any static?
- Are you kidding?

He sings a different tune
when he's on the receiving end.

Well, sweetheart,

if everything goes right,

you'll be home with your
precious daddy by midnight.

What the devil!

This is not Lisa Woodman!

Who are you?

My name is Ingrid.
Ingrid Colberg.

Don't hurt me, please,
don't hurt me.

No.

Nobody's gonna get hurt.

What happened?

There was two of 'em.

You said to take the one
with the purple leather jacket.

You got the wrong girl!

They must have switched jackets.

Now what did you do
with the Woodman girl?

We left her locked up in the mall.

Damn it!

She's probably been found by now.

Woodman's got to
be stringing us along,

just like he did when he
closed the place down on us.

Yeah, so, what do
we do with this one?

The same thing you do
when you catch the wrong fish.

You use it for bait.

Now, Mr. Woodman,
after you make the drop,

all of my units
will hold position

until I give go orders from
the command post. All right?

Now, we already
have men stationed

here, here, and here.

And as soon as Ingrid is safe,

I'll give the order to
seal the entire area.

We'll be watching you
from this overlook right there.

If you spot anything suspicious,
just whisper.

We'll hear everything you say.

- We ready?
- Yep.

Ross, Lubash, stay here and
keep an eye on the house.

Let's move out.

Mr. MacGyver,

I pray to God that you
will bring my Ingrid home,

alive and well.

We'll do everything we can.
We promise.

Daddy,

About what I said before.
I'm sorry.

I know, sweetheart.

Be careful, okay?

Both of you.

There's a note.

What should I do?

Get it and read it to us.

All it says is observatory.

All units secure the perimeter.

Stay here. Watch the duffle bag.

Ingrid.

Ingrid, I'm a friend, okay?

All right, you're gonna be okay.

Ingrid!

Oh, Mr. Woodman,
I was so scared.

They said to tell you something.

They said to tell you
that they have the leverage.

The what?

It's a market term.
It means they're in control.

Lisa.

What's recall
number for his house?

4-1.

Let's get back there.

Lisa!

- Are you all right?
- Yeah, I'm okay.

Lisa, answer me!

Lisa, where are you?

Lisa!

Ross! Are you okay?

In here!

Mom!

Oh, Ingrid, my baby.

Lisa!

Where is Lisa?

They took her.

No.

No. Oh, God! No.

Ingrid, I know you're tired,

but we're gonna have to learn
everything we can about these people.

I don't remember anything.

I had on a blindfold.

Ingrid, think! Please.

All right, honey,
I just want you to relax, okay?

What we're gonna do is
pretend you're back there.

Now what do you hear?

Traffic sounds?

Uh, planes flying over?

No.

But I heard trains.
I heard lots of trains.

All right, how close?

Oh, pretty close.

There are lots of warehouses
down by the tracks.

Ingrid, um, this
place they took you to,

did it feel big?

Mmm, pretty big.

I remember we
had to go up stairs.

Was there anything special
about the stairs? Anything different?

They were steep and narrow.

And they felt funny
under my feet.

Funny, how?
What, uh, slippery, rough?

Gritty, kind of.

Not like gravel, though.

Mind if I look at
one of your shoes?

Steel shavings.

Could be from a place
where they grind metal.

Like an ironworks or scrap yard.

I'll get my people right on it.

It's from upstairs.
That's Lisa's private line.

Woodman.

Since you obviously have the
police tapped into your other line,

I convinced your little girl to
give us her private number.

You rotten scum! What have
you done with my daughter?

No, you're the scum, Woodman!

I told you, no police.

But I should have known.
You never did play by the rules.

I'm not gonna promise you anything

until I know Lisa's all right.
I want to talk to her now!

Okay.

But you remember one thing,

this may be the last time
you ever talk to her.

Daddy,

is that you?

Lisa, honey,

are you okay?

So far, but I'm scared.

Sweetheart, you'll be all right.

Just try to be calm, I'm going to
do everything they tell me to do.

The stakes just went up, Woodman.

$5 million in unmarked cash.

And you get rid of the police.

Or she's dead.

You understand me?

I understand. Don't hurt her.

Tell me what you want me to do.

I'll get back to you.

No, tell me now! I want my...

I wish I'd known
about this phone.

I'll have it rigged right away.

No.

I'm handling this myself.

I've got to do exactly
what they say. No police.

Eric,

the police are the only
ones who can help you.

Well, then let 'em do it
from somewhere else.

The police station, anywhere.

From now on, I am doing exactly
what the kidnappers tell me.

Why are you doing this? Why?

You want to know why?
This is why.

This is why.

You see this place?

400 men used to work here,

turning out 900 tons of steel a day.

Three shifts going around the clock.

And it's all gone.

What happened?

Your father is what happened.

He promised he'd keep the mill open
after he bought us out,

but he shut us down
with one phone call.

Why would he do that?

Because he didn't give a damn!

It's all a numbers game
to sharks like him.

What your father did,

we all paid for.

Now he's going to pay.

Easy, watch it!

I'm getting very tired of
you guys pushing me around!

You shut your mouth, kid!

Look, kidnapping me isn't
going to change anything.

Just let me go.

I'll ask my dad to give all
those jobs back. I promise.

A Woodman promise
isn't worth the powder

it'd take to blow him to hell.

Mike.

Mike.

You let her see our faces.

She can I.D. all of us.

She won't get the chance.

Wait a minute.
What are you sayin'?

I'm saying it's too late.

All that matters now is
making Woodman pay.

And believe me,

he is gonna pay.

$3,990,000, 10 makes $4 million.

Bank should have the other million
arranged for pickup within the hour.

Good.

I just talked to Lieutenant Rhome.

The sunglasses and
the composite paid off.

They I.D.'d a guy named
Kirk Delaney.

- You ever heard of him?
- No, never.

Well, he has a record for assault
tied to a steelworkers' strike

about five years ago.

You say that as if it
may be significant.

Yeah, well, steelworkers
work in steel mills.

The metal tracings I found on
Ingrid could be from a steel mill.

- The police are checking that?
- Yeah, yeah, they are.

But you remember last night?

The kidnapper said that...

Well, you never
played by the rules.

And then they gave Ingrid

that business phrase that
let you know they had Lisa.

You mean about having leverage.
What about it?

Well, I don't know, it just...

It sounds like they're
trying to make it personal.

Is there a chance we're dealing with
someone you've done business with?

How should I know? I'm...
I'm always making deals.

Do those deals sometimes
produce enemies?

MacGyver,
I'm in a cutthroat business.

That comes with the territory.

Well, does that territory
include steel mills?

What about Breland Steel?
You shut that down last year.

Hmm, that was a
leverage buy-out.

I never even set
foot in the place.

And the chairman of the board
wasn't very happy.

After the shutdown, I had to
have him physically removed

from the plant
a couple of times.

Travers, that's right.

A real hot head.

He was the founder, but he
couldn't see the writing on the wall.

Breland steel was just a dog
I put out of its misery.

But, I gave everyone
three months severance.

It was more than fair.

Yeah, well,

a man spending his whole life
trying to build a company

might not agree.

It was good business.

Yeah, I'm sure.

Listen, I'm gonna
run out to Breland.

You want to call Lieutenant Rhome,
tell him to meet me there?

Sure. Whatever you say.

Call the bank.

Make sure that other
million's gonna be ready.

You know that
liquidating like this

leaves you highly
vulnerable to a takeover?

What other choice do I have?

Woodman here.

Do you have any idea
who this is, Woodman?

Should I?

Only you could destroy
a man's entire life

and never look him in the eye.

It's Mike Travers.

Formerly of Breland Steel.

Now I'm telling you that

because your
daughter saw my face,

and it may be the last thing
she'll ever see.

Travers.

Don't hurt Lisa, please.

I'll have your money together
within the hour, all $5 million.

Good.

Now I want you to
bring it to the steel mill,

so you can see for
yourself what you destroyed.

I'll be there.

Alone, Woodman.

Or you'll never see
your little girl again.

Mr. Woodman,
what are you going to do?

- Exactly what they told me.
- But what about the police?

Forget the police,
I'm going alone.

If Travers catches MacGyver
poking his nose around there,

he's going to kill my daughter.

Look, Molenski and me
agreed to this whole thing

to help the men.

This will help the men.

There's no other way now.

Come on, Mike, gettin' money
out of Woodman's one thing,

but you never said anything
about killin' anybody.

I know, but we've got no choice.

How do we know he's not
bringing the cops, huh?

Because I've got Woodman
running scared.

We're in control now.

I still don't like it.

This is the only
way it's gonna work.

Now, you stay here
and watch the kid.

So why don't you bring the car
around here to the scrap bay?

I'll watch for Woodman.

When we're through with him,
I don't want to hang around.

Okay.

The guy you knocked
down's got the key!

Delaney!

Woodman is pulling up
at the gate.

Bring the girl.

Delaney? Do you hear me?

Delaney?

I don't believe that guy.

Let's go. Your father's here.

Come on, kid, now!

I'm coming, don't rush me!

Hey, what is this?

Get me down from here!

What the hell's going on here?

Hey!

Hey, Travers, do something!

Daddy, Daddy!

- Lisa!
- Daddy!

Stop right there, kid!

Or I'll kill you both,
right now.

I swear!

Let her go.

I have your money
right here, sir.

Here's $5 million.

Let her go, now.

You think you can buy anything,
don't you Woodman?

All I want is my daughter's life.

Please.

What about the lives of the
400 families you destroyed?

What are you willing
to pay for those?

Travers, no!
Don't do it! Please.

It's not worth it.

It's not gonna change anything.

I say it is!

Then you're gonna
have to kill all of us,

and I don't think
you're that kind of man.

That $5 million is
going to the men,

their families.

Those people don't
want blood money.

They want an honest day's work.

If you go through with this,
there's no way

this place is ever
gonna run again.

But if you give up now,

there's still a chance
it can be reopened.

Right?

Listen to him, Daddy.

If all those men
hadn't lost their jobs,

none of this would
have happened.

Isn't that right?

Well, the place can
be reopened, Travers.

I-I'll get my people
on it immediately.

Sure you will.

Is that another one of those
great Woodman promises?

You're gonna have to trust him.

Just like we have to trust you.

Daddy.

All right, get them out of here.

Lieutenant, I want to
thank you for everything.

I'm sorry if I got a
little crazy before.

Hey, forget it.

So, how long
you think it'll take

before you get this
place open again?

Well,

I'm not really sure
if that's possible.

But you promised him all those men
would get their jobs back.

Sweetheart, I'd have promised
anything to get you back.

You lied to him!

Just like you
lied to him before.

Daddy, can't you
see what that does?

You can't just say anything you
want to make things go your way.

Sounds like pretty good advice.

All right, I'll look into it.

Look into it?

All right, I'll do it.

Thank you, Daddy. I love you.

Lisa, I love you, too.

We're outside
the county courthouse

on day 14 of the murder trial
of Curtis Danby.

This is Jake Baron with
an update on the case

that's cut a swath of rage
and fear throughout the city,

ever since that horrible night
when Lisa Robins,

wife of former gold medallist
Wyatt Robins,

was brutally shot
and left to die

on a filthy slum street corner

in the arms of her
critically wounded husband.

Another sacrifice to the
rising tide of street violence

that's lit the fires of prejudice
on both sides of the color line

in this racially troubled city.

Free Danby,
free Danby, free Danby.

Adding fuel to the fire is
the Reverend Roy Thatcher

and his committee for
African-American justice.

Free Danby,
free Danby, free Danby.

Reverend Thatcher.
Reverend Thatcher,

Wyatt Robins has positively
identified Curtis Danby

as the attacker who killed
his wife and wounded him.

How can you claim
he's being railroaded?

If Danby had been a white man
accused of killing a black,

would there even be a trial?

You make Danby
sound like a victim.

He's not only charged with
killing a helpless young woman,

he is also an ex-convict
with a long criminal record

of violent assault
and armed robbery.

Danby paid for his past in prison.

And he's not the first one
forced to commit crimes

to survive in a ghetto
made for him by white society.

And that's exactly why I'm not
in that kangaroo court right now.

Reverend, aren't you just
taking advantage of this trial

to promote your own
brand of racial hatred?

I see no reason to answer
that inflammatory statement.

So, a dark cloud of bitter racism
hovers over this trial,

threatening to unleash a storm
such as this city has never seen.

This is Jake Baron. I'll have
full details on the news at 6:00.

Okay. We're off the air.
Nice job.

Nice?

Nice doesn't get ratings.

Defense, please continue.

Thank you, Your Honor.

Now Mr. Robins,
prior to the night in question,

were you familiar with
the infamous reputation

of the Greenwood Heights area

for its high rate of
violent street crime?

Yes, sir, I was.

Well, then, would you please
tell the court why you and your wife

would decide at the last minute

to drive into the
Greenwood Heights area?

Especially at night.

Objection.

Your Honor, we've been
through all of this on direct.

Mr. Monroe,
do you plan to introduce

new information through
this line of questioning?

Yes, of course, Your Honor.

Then you may answer
the question, Mr. Robins.

We, uh, got a phone call
from Sandra Masters.

That's my wife's best friend.

Uh, she asked us to a charity
dinner at the halfway house.

That's the Masters halfway house

sponsored by Miss Masters'
chain of department stores?

Uh, yeah.

I've helped them
raise money in the past.

Sign autographs,
shake a few hands.

Yes, yes, Mr. Robins.

We're all well aware
of your fame

as an olympic swimmer
and local sportscaster.

Objection, argumentative.

Sustained.

Let the witness answer in
his own way, Mr. Monroe.

Go ahead, please.

Anyway, Lisa and I figured
it was for a good cause.

So why not?

Even when it meant
driving through

the most dangerous part of town?

Objection.

Overruled.

But I am waiting, Mr. Monroe.

Yes, Your Honor.

Now Mr. Robins, you testified
that you stopped for the light

at the intersection of
Main Street and Olive Boulevard.

- Is that correct?
- That's right.

And that's when the man
with the gun appeared

at the open window on
your wife's side of the car.

That's right.

The next thing I knew,
uh, Lisa screamed,

and this guy, he, uh, freaked.
He started shooting.

Did you see the man run away?

No.

No, I got hit in the arm
trying to help Lisa.

And I don't remember
anything after that.

Now, Mr. Robins,
you heard Detective Larson testify

that the street lamp on
this corner was broken.

So it was dark.

That is correct.

All right. It was dark.

You saw the man for an instant
from the opposite side of the car.

And yet three days later

you were able to identify him
in a police line-up.

Yes. I recognized him.

Is there a chance
your memory improved

when you saw my client's
picture in the T.V. news?

Objection.

He's being argumentative again.

I withdraw that, Your Honor.

Thank you, Mr. Robins.
No further questions.

Redirect, Mrs. Bigalow?

Yes, sir.

Mr. Robins,

isn't it true that there
was a working street light,

a short distance away?

Yes, there was.

And the man who
murdered your wife,

did you pick him out
of a police line-up?

Yes.

And is he in this courtroom?

He is.

Would you point him out, please?

That's the man.

That's a lie! I didn't do it!
The man's lying!

Order! Order in this courtroom.

Quiet!

Take it easy.

I will have order in this court,
or I'll have it cleared!

Counsel, I warn you
to restrain your client.

We apologize, Your Honor.
It won't happen again.

Let the record reflect

that Mr. Robins has
identified the defendant,

Curtis Danby.

And I have nothing further,
Your Honor.

Thank you.
You may step down, witness.

I guess this is as good a time
as any to call it a day.

Now I remind the jury
and the alternates

that you will remain
sequestered in the hotel,

so that you will not be
influenced in any way

by the extensive media
coverage of this trial.

I also remind you

that you are not to discuss
this case with anyone,

nor amongst yourselves.

Now this court stands in recess
until 9:00 tomorrow morning.

Somebody's got to believe me.

Excuse me, please.

This sequester stuff,
what a joke.

As if lockin' me up's gonna change
my opinion of that punk, Danby.

You're not supposed
to make a decision

until after all the evidence
is presented, Mr. Potter.

Isn't that right, MacGyver?

We're also not supposed
to be talking about the case.

Yeah?

Well, the police say Danby did it.

Even the victim's husband
says he's guilty.

That's enough for me.

I just wish they'd taken us
to the crime scene,

or at least shown us some
photos of the intersection.

When you got a dead bang case,
why bother with all that stuff?

Then the defense attorney
should have asked for it.

That's a very good point.

Waste of time.

It'd only drive another nail
in Danby's coffin.

Or not.

Even the victim's
husband says he's guilty.

That's enough for me.

I just wish they'd taken us
to the crime scene,

or at least shown us some
photos of the intersection.

No chance of readin' a newspaper,
I suppose, huh?

Nope.

Too many stories about the trial.

Man, that was all my change, too.

Those things are real crooks, huh?

Maybe I can keep it honest, huh?

You want one?

Sure. Sounds great.

Justice prevails, huh?

Catch.

Thanks.

Good night.

Sorry. I knocked it off by accident.

How'd my geranium take it?

Better than the pot.

Bring it up, will you, sweetie?

I'm in 2-B.

Pretty bird,
pretty bird, pretty bird.

It's open.

I got bad wheels.

Here you go.

Arlo says thanks.

This is his favorite flower.

You spend a lot of time
at this window?

Should think not.

Got better things to do.

Did you see what happened

the night that lady was
shot down on the corner?

Nope.

Arlo gave me all the details.

Arlo?

He's a real snoop.

He loves to gossip.

Did Arlo see the shooting?

Nope.

He only heard the shot.

But he did get a good look
at what happened after.

So what happened?

He saw a man running
like the devil knew his name.

Did Arlo...

Did Arlo say what
the man looked like?

Arlo says he was
African-American.

He saw the streetlight shine
real bright on his head

when he took off his hat.

The man was bald?

Yeah.

Arlo saw that shiny head of his

when he bent over
and tossed some things

down the storm drain
across the street.

Did the police ask you any
of this after the shooting?

Yeah.

They came bangin' on doors
and kickin' up a fuss.

I tried to tell them
what Arlo saw,

but they didn't want to bother
to hear what he had to say.

Can you believe that?

No, ma'am.

Uh, d-do you have a flashlight
I could borrow?

Yeah. Right there on the shelf.

The brutal murder of Lisa Robins

shocked and appalled every
member of this community.

Black and white, rich and poor.

Yet one more victim of
that crime is Sandra Masters,

heiress to the Masters
department store fortune,

and lifelong friend of Lisa Robins.

Miss Masters, you asked
the Robins' to attend a dinner

in the Greenwood Heights
area that night.

Yes, to raise funds for
the Masters halfway house.

Isn't it ironic that Curtis Danby

was living at the same facility
after being released on parole?

Yes, I guess it is a bit ironic.

Tell me, Miss Masters,

has this tragedy changed your
opinion of the death penalty?

I'm not sure I understand
the nature of your question.

Who's there?

It's me.

MacGyver!
What are you doing here?

Aren't you still under jury sequester?

I need...

a big favor.

You gotta call Danby's lawyer.

Danby's lawyer?

Tell him to search the storm drain
across from 500 Olive Boulevard,

just east of Main.

Well, why? What's there?

A gun.

Same caliber as the one
that killed Lisa Robins.

And a witness who
saw a man put it there

lives in the building,
Apartment 2-B.

Now wait a minute. Hold it.

Would you mind telling me
how you know all this?

I was just there.

Are you telling me that
you broke jury sequester

to go out and dig up evidence?

- No, no.
- This sounds an awful lot like it.

No! I just wanted to
see the area for myself.

I didn't know I was
gonna find anything.

I did. Now I've got
to deal with it, okay?

Yeah.

MacGyver, you can't
do this kind of thing!

Jurors are put under
sequester for a reason.

It's against the rules.

Pete,

the spirit of the law
is to find the truth.

The system and all those rules
are working against that.

Well, what makes you so
sure that Danby's not guilty?

I'm not!

But I don't think Robins
could have identified him.

Well, what do you mean?

Grab your coat. I'll show you.

Come on.

Yeah, just stop here.

All right.

You stay in the car.
I want to try somethin'.

Robins said the man approached
the passenger side of the car

where his wife was sitting.

Now say I'm the guy with the gun.

I come toward the car.

What do you see?

Nothing. I can't
make you out at all.

That's because the
only working streetlight

was behind the killer.

So how could Wyatt Robins pick
Curtis Danby out of a police line-up?

That's what you're saying.

You think he was lying?

Or confused.

The lady in that apartment
said the man was black.

But he was also bald.

Danby's not bald.

No, sir, he's not.

Pete,

you got to get Danby's lawyer
to talk to that lady.

Let her lead him
to the storm drain.

Then see where
the gun leads him.

Oh, boy.

You're the only one
who can do it, Pete.

All right.

Thank you for your patience,
Your Honor.

I asked for this delay because
of some important new evidence

which I received last night.

Mrs. Bigalow,
are you aware of this?

My office knows nothing
about this, Your Honor.

What evidence, counsel?

A new witness.

Who I believe will exonerate
my client of all guilt in this matter.

Objection. This is unconscionable.

Counsel's testifying.

Sustained.

Jury will disregard that.

Well, bring your witness up,
Mr. Monroe.

Raise your right hand.

Do you swear to tell the truth,
the whole truth,

and nothing but the truth?

I never lie.

Put her answer down as yes.

And what's that you
have on your lap?

My friend Arlo.

He's the one you want to talk to.

Excuse me, Your Honor.

Does counsel intend to introduce
the bird's testimony as evidence?

Will both counsel please
approach the bench?

Would you mind explaining
all this, Mr. Monroe?

Yes, Your Honor.

This is an elderly woman
living on welfare in an area

with one of the highest
crime rates in the country.

Naturally, she's afraid to step forward
and admit what she knows

and for some reason, feels safer

communicating her
knowledge through the bird.

The bird?

I know this is irregular,
Your Honor,

but let's humor her.

It's her way of
protecting herself.

Well, this is a first in my
30 years on the bench.

But I'll allow it.

Thank you, Your Honor.

Would you please state your name?

Belinda Jones.

Most folks call me
the bird lady.

I don't mind.

Now you and Arlo reside

At 500 Olive Boulevard,
Apartment 2-B.

- Is that correct?
- Yeah.

Been there 40 years.

And does the window
of your apartment

look down over the corner
where Lisa Robins was killed?

Yeah, but, uh, like
we told the police,

Arlo didn't see that happen.

Did Arlo tell the police what he
did see the night of the shooting?

They never asked.

What did Arlo see that night?

He saw a man at the corner.

This man,
did Arlo see him clearly?

Clear enough.

And what did Arlo see him do?

Arlo said he stopped,

bent over

and threw some things
down the storm drain.

At this time, Your Honor,

I would like to mark
as defense exhibit 6,

a police report which reflects

what was found
in that storm drain.

Ms. Bigalow, will you
stipulate to its admission?

Yes, Your Honor.

It states that
pursuant to a tip,

the police recovered from
the storm drain in question,

a woolen cap, gloves, and a gun.

A .25 caliber Regency special.

The same caliber gun

that was used to shoot
Lisa and Wyatt Robins.

Now, Miss Jones,
was the man black?

Arlo prefers African-American.

Do you see the man
in this courtroom?

Nope.

Is this the man?

Not by a long shot.

Too much hair.

Arlo says he was bald.

Order, order.

I will have order here.

Your Honor, in light
of this new testimony,

I move for the immediate dismissal
of all charges against Curtis Danby.

Opposed.

The people seek a continuance

to allow a proper investigation
of counsel's assertions.

And to evaluate the credibility
of these assertions, Your Honor,

we ask counsel to explain
how he came upon this witness.

Mr. Monroe?

Your Honor, I learned about
the whereabouts of Miss Jones

and the gun from Mr. Peter Thornton
of the Phoenix Foundation.

Peter Thornton?

Phoenix? What?

This gentleman, Your Honor.

Mr. Thornton,
will you tell the court

how you knew about Miss Jones

and the storm drain where
the evidence was found?

Mr. Thornton?

I'm sorry, Your Honor,
I can't divulge my source.

Oh, yes, you can, Mr. Thornton.

Or I will hold you in contempt.

Your Honor, you have a witness

who has led you to the
gun and other evidence.

How that happened
is not what's important.

I will decide what's
important in this court.

Now I'm giving you one more
chance to answer my question.

I can't.

Then you give me no choice
but to hold you in contempt, sir.

Bailiff, will you take
Mr. Thornton into custody?

No, no, hold it.
Wait a minute.

What is this?

Your Honor.

What's going on here?

I showed him where to get
the evidence and the witness.

Mr., uh, uh, MacGyver.

You went out to the crime scene?

Yes, sir.

In so doing you went directly
against the mandate of this court.

Do you understand that?

Yes, sir, I do.

Well, I'll try to avoid
a mistrial here if I can.

Mr. MacGyver,

did you relate any of this
to the other jurors?

No, sir, I didn't.

Very well.

One of the alternates can
take your place on the jury.

Yes, sir.

And you, Mr. MacGyver,

you are remanded to the
custody of the marshal,

pending a contempt hearing
to take place in three days.

Bail is set at $2500.

Bailiff, take custody
of Mr. MacGyver.

This court is adjourned.

Just yesterday,

the case against Curtis Danby
appeared solid as a rock.

But that rock crumbled

when Danby's lawyer
produced a surprise witness

whose testimony virtually
cleared Danby of all guilt.

And then led police to
a gun that ballistics tests

have proved is
the murder weapon.

This reporter has also learned

that the police have traced
the serial number of that gun

to the sporting goods counter

of the Sandra Masters
department store.

Hey, MacGyver.

If they got no case against me
like this guy says,

how come I'm still in here?

I guess the D.A.'s office
needed time to review the case.

They sure didn't waste no time
layin' charges against me.

After seeing last night's broadcast.

Can you tell us why?

Yeah, well, like I said,
I... I saw this Sandra Masters on T.V.

And you recognized her,
but not as Sandra Masters?

Yeah. She's been
checking in here a lot,

but using another name.
Uh, Sue Edwards.

And was she alone?

She always checked into
the motel with her husband.

Uh, at least they said
they were married.

I don't ask any questions.

And when did you realize
who this husband really was?

Uh, when I saw
Wyatt Robins on T.V.

The same Wyatt Robins?

The former gold medallist?

The man who claimed his marriage
couldn't have been happier?

Yeah, I only know what I saw.

And so, there you have it.

A motive for murder?
That's for you to decide.

But when I went to school,
two and two added up to four.

So what does the murder
weapon that was traced

to the Masters department store,

and an ongoing affair
with the victim add up to?

And what's the D.A.'s office
doing about it?

I told 'em he was lyin'.

Maybe they'll believe this guy.

I don't know, Curtis.

Yesterday this guy wanted
to put you in the gas chamber.

MacGyver.

Yeah?

Your bail's been met.

The deputy D.A. wants
to see you pronto.

Hey, man.

Whichever way it goes,

thanks for doin' what you did.

Nuh-huh, don't thank me, Curtis.

I was just looking
for the truth.

It could still lead back to you.

If anybody ever does
get to the truth, MacGyver,

it won't lead to me.

This is getting out of hand, Sandra.

Well, what can they do, darling?
We haven't broken any laws.

I knew it was a mistake.

We should never
have gotten involved.

We fell in love.

Is that a crime?

Haven't you been
watching the news?

Ever since that gun
was traced to your store,

they've been making us
look like monsters.

Hundreds of people
come in this store.

Any one of them could
have stolen that gun.

It's not just that.

What that bird lady
said on the stand

made it look like I was
lying about Danby.

As if I had something to hide.

We know the truth, Wyatt.

Why should we care
what anyone else thinks?

I'd like to see you tonight.

Sandra, when I said
we were through,

I meant it.

But don't you see, darling?

All of this will be over soon.

We can be together and...
and forget it ever happened.

I can't forget about
what happened to Lisa.

I'm sorry, Sandra. Goodbye.

That bird lady?

She's gonna put us both
on death row.

No, she won't.

This time, make it
look like an accident.

I'll see to it she
flies like a bird.

Mr. MacGyver.

You made bail, I see.

Yes, sir.

You know what you did undermines
the very fabric of our legal system.

The right to trial
by an impartial jury.

Yes, sir.

I must admit that you
did uncover vital evidence

that might possibly keep an
innocent man from being convicted.

I cannot condone what you did,

but, uh, off the record,

I am grateful for the results.

Yes, sir.

This is the true test
of our legal system.

Now that the suspects are two white,
wealthy, respectable people,

will the D.A. be so quick
to press charges?

Or is there a different
kind of law for Curtis Danby

and all others who are
guilty of only one crime,

being born with the
wrong color skin?

Yes, Mr. Mayor.

Yes, sir.

I've been watching it.

Well, the district attorney's instructed me
to move as fast as we can.

So I'll be asking the
court this afternoon

to issue a warrant for
the arrest of Wyatt Robins.

No, sir, we don't have enough
evidence yet to implicate the woman.

But we're working on it.

Yes, sir. I'll keep you posted.

You're welcome. Goodbye.

They, uh, said you
wanted to see me?

Yes.

I wanted you to know that
I filed for a restraining order.

And when I get it,

if you come even
within a mile of this case,

I'll make sure you
stay behind bars.

What is it with you people?

Why are you so afraid of
going after the truth, huh?

Oh, we do, Mr. MacGyver.

We just don't do it your way.

We have a legal system with
rules that people have to obey.

What about Danby?

Don't you think he
has a right to be judged

based on the facts

instead of what shows up
on the evening news?

Now, come on, admit it.

You let public opinion force you into
bringing Danby up on murder charges.

And now you're about to
do the same thing to Robins.

We go where the evidence leads.

No, that...

You're goin' in the
wrong direction.

You heard what
Belinda Jones said.

She saw a bald black man

put the evidence
into a storm drain.

The woman talks through a bird.

Now how much credibility do you
think that a jury is going to give to her?

Well, why don't you
let the jury decide that?

Now come on, I believed her.

And now you've got
the murder weapon.

Bigalow.

When? How did it happen?

I'm on my way now.

The bird lady is
no longer a witness.

She's dead.

5, 4, 3, 2, go.

Until yesterday, Belinda Jones

was an old lady struggling
just to get by in the world.

Then overnight,
she became famous.

The only eyewitness to
the murder of Lisa Robins.

Now she's dead as
the result of a two story fall

from her apartment window.

A tragic accident?

Or a sinister attempt
to conceal the truth?

Just a minute. Here comes the D.A.
Over here.

Deputy D.A. Bigalow, is it true that
the police are questioning Wyatt Robins

in connection with his wife's murder?

No comment.

Was the bird lady killed
just to keep her quiet?

No comment. Excuse me.

There you have it,
ladies and gentlemen.

Our district attorney has no comment
whatsoever on this terrible crime.

Anybody see what happened?

No witnesses.

So what else is new?

Hopefully, we'll learn more
when the police arrest Robins.

Still with Robins.

You really think
Wyatt Robins did this?

He had a motive.

All right, if not Wyatt Robins, who?

Well, the bald man the
bird lady saw, of course.

Yeah, it may be.

But how did he
manage to get the gun

from Masters department store
without buying it?

Pete, I'll bet if we
check the records

of the Masters halfway house

against the state employment records
for the department store,

we might just come up
with something.

Well.

According to this,

only one ex-convict
from the halfway house

works at Masters department store.

Lawrence Groden.

Well, matches the description.

Yeah. And that's not all.

According to his M.O.,

Groden always
changed his appearance.

And ditched his weapon
near the scene of the crime.

So he'd be clean if he
was picked up later on.

Sounds like our guy.

Yeah.

How do we prove it?

Well, if Groden
did kill the bird lady,

it's because he was
afraid of being identified.

What if somebody else
could identify him?

Who?

Wyatt Robins.

I need to talk to you.

Look, mister, I may
have one arm in a sling,

but I got another one that's plenty
strong enough to punch you out.

So I'd get out of here
if I were you.

All right, settle down,
settle down, will you?

Did you know Belinda Jones is dead?

The bird lady? How?

Murdered.

Oh, my God.
Do they know who did it?

Well, the D.A.'s getting
a warrant for your arrest.

They think I did it?

Look, I'm no killer, MacGyver.

I believe you.

Yeah, you and no one else.

This is a nightmare.

I wish I'd never seen
that police line-up.

Yeah, but why did you pick out
Danby if you weren't sure?

I was sure.

His picture was all over the news
when he was arrested.

Don't you think there's a chance
that you might have been influenced?

Okay, maybe I saw him on T.V.
Maybe I was influenced.

But the police seemed
so sure it was him.

He was in the area.

He has a record
as long as your arm.

Even the D.A. said it was him.

And now the D.A.'s
accusing me of setting him up.

Well, I think you were set up.

Yeah, by who?

Sandra.

Sandra? No way, it can't be.

Wyatt?

Today when I talked to her,
she acted as if Lisa's murder

was the perfect way for us
to get back together.

Maybe that was her plan all along.

Robins, I'm sorry,

but I think she hired somebody
from the store to kill your wife

and make it look like a robbery.

I want you to help me prove that.

How? I didn't see him, remember?

He doesn't know that.

This is crazy, MacGyver.

You've got me looking for somebody
you've already proven I can't identify.

Yeah, I know.

But if we find him, I want you to act
like you've seen him before.

Let's try the loading area.

I think we got a nibble here.

Let's call the police.

Don't bother.

It wasn't supposed to
happen like this, darling.

Sandra.

I loved you, Wyatt.

So you hired Groden
to kill his wife, is that it?

I wanted him for myself.

And it would have worked if
you hadn't stuck your nose in.

Come on, it's over, Sandra.

Lose the gun, okay?

Don't listen to him.

Go! Get 'em!

Give me your coat, quick.

Get 'em!

Get 'em!

It's over.

Yeah. It's over.

I'm just happy to be
a free man, that's all.

Mr. Danby, do you plan on suing
the state for malicious prosecution?

Okay, people, that's
enough for now.

Let's give these men a chance to
get their lives back to normal, all right?

Excuse me.

Mr. Danby, Mr. Danby.

Despite all the smiles
and the handshakes,

the questions remain.

How did our legal system
go so wrong?

And what were the
mistakes that nearly led

to the conviction, and indeed,

almost the execution of
an innocent man for murder?

One man who might be
able to answer that question

Is MacGyver, the rogue juror
who helped solve the case.

MacGyver, how does it feel
to be a hero?

Well, I wouldn't know.

Well, it was your evidence
that cleared Danby.

Isn't it ironic that
the killer turned out

to be a black man after all?

And a white woman.

A very rich white woman,
I might add.

One who tried to buy
the death of her best friend

for pieces of silver.

Tell me, MacGyver,
is she responsible

for the gross miscarriage of
justice that occurred here today?

Or does the D.A. deserve
to share some of the blame?

Man.

No, actually, I think you're to blame.

I beg your pardon?

People like you
who rush to judgment

or make snap accusations
before you get all the facts.

Who gets hurt doesn't
seem to matter to you people

as long as you get a
few more rating points.

Sounds like you're against
a free and democratic press.

No, sir.

Just people who abuse it.

Like you, Mr. Baron.

Well, all I can say is I'm glad the
rest of America doesn't think like you.

You never know.

Is that a fishing lure?

Yeah, I call it the
Harry Jackson Dazzler.

Here, might improve your luck.

Whoa!

Thanks.

You say you learned to fish
from your grandfather, huh?

Yeah.

Long time ago, when I was a kid.

But he moved to California.
So I don't see him that much.

Yeah, I know how that is.

My grandson lives in California.

Seems like an awful
long way off sometimes.

Yeah.

Want to see his picture?

Sure.

There you go.

He's your grandson?

Boy, he's old.

Uh, I mean,
you don't look that old.

Well, uh, I'll let you in
on a little secret.

I don't feel that old, either.

Uh, try,

try keeping your wrist straight
when you cast.

You'll get a little
more distance.

Okay.

Hey, mister, you okay?

Just do me a favor, bud.

Go to the cottage back
down the trail there.

Tell them to get an ambulance.

Fast as you can.

Our earliest
flight with an available seat

departs at midnight.

No, that's too late.

Please, my grandfather's
in the hospital.

I have to be in
Minneapolis today.

Are you sure you don't have
a seat on an earlier flight?

I'm sorry, sir.

The best I can do is
keep you on a wait list

for the next available flight.

Uh, okay.

Uh, do that. Thank you.

- No luck?
- Wait listed.

You know, his worst fear
is dying alone somewhere.

He needs me, Pete.
I'm the only family he's got.

Well, we still have to
turn the Sun Boat over

to the Egyptian
consulate representative.

That should keep your
mind off things for a while.

Maybe by the time we finish,

something will
break with the airlines.

If not, I'll try to get
you a military flight, okay?

Mr. Thornton.

Here's Hakim now.

Mr. Thornton,
good to see you again.

- Mr. Hakim.
- Yeah.

This is MacGyver.

Mr. Hakim is the consul officer

in charge of repatriating Egyptian
artifacts to the Cairo museum.

We've been working on the
Sun Boat acquisition for a month now.

Pleasure indeed.

Hello.

Well, this way, gentlemen.

I'll be very happy when
the transfer is complete.

Ever since my
country started lobbying

to return Egyptian
artifacts to our homeland,

the demand on the black
market has become fierce.

I'm afraid a piece like the
Sun Boat is a tempting target.

Uh, this is Jeremy Stintson,

the museum's
antiquities curator.

Uh, I read the
paper you published

on religious rites of the
18th dynasty, Mr. Hakim.

Most impressive.

You are too kind.

I am merely an
interested amateur.

May I see it?

The finest example

of middle kingdom artistry
I've ever seen.

The museum will miss it.

Is it not magnificent?

Well, it's certainly
easy to understand

why your country wants
artifacts like this returned home.

This, uh, this symbol,

looks like the one
you're wearing, isn't it?

Yes.

It stands for Ka.

It is said to protect a man's spirit
in this world and the next.

Are you familiar with the
legend of Osiris, MacGyver?

I'm not up on my Egyptology, no.

The pharaohs
believed when they died,

Osiris would guide
them to the afterlife

to meet Anubis,
judge of the netherworld.

A haunting figure, isn't he?

MacGyver, are you all right?

Uh, I have to check up
on my grandfather.

Excuse me.

Once you sign the papers,

the Sun Boat will officially be
in your custody, Mr. Hakim.

Please express
my government's thanks

to the Phoenix Foundation,
Mr. Thornton.

Your negotiations with the
museum made this possible.

Well, we're glad
we could be of help.

Someone took the Sun Boat.

Hang on.

Come on, friend, hang on.

The transfer went well.

The Sun Boat's in the trunk.

You fool.

This was supposed
to be a clean operation.

I wanted no one hurt.

The American attacked me.

I had no choice.

Thanks to you,

the police will not rest
until they find who did this.

Everyone will be investigated.

But you said your diplomatic
immunity would protect us.

Not for long.

We must smuggle the Sun Boat
out of the country tonight,

under embassy seal.

Once it's in my client's
private collection,

no one will see it again.

Then we'll be safe,

and very rich.

But he saw my face.
He can identify me.

Then he must not live
to get the opportunity.

Dr. Rozoff to Radiology 3.

Dr. Rozoff, Radiology 3.

How is he?

Well, the doctor's
still in there with him.

What about the police?
They have any luck?

I'm afraid not. Nobody got
a good clear look at the thief.

Uh, this is Tarik,
my security aide.

I felt you might
require some backup.

Oh, good, I appreciate it.

It's gonna take a while to arrange
for a Phoenix security team.

There's the doctor.

How is he? Is he all right?

There was a lot of fluid build-up
from his head injuries.

Uh, we drained it and relieved
the intercranial pressure

but I'm concerned there might
be damage to the brain stem.

How bad?

We won't know until
he comes around.

I'm sorry, your friend
has lapsed into a coma.

Can I go in? Can I see him?

Yes, of course.

Dr. Chan to Oncology.

Dr. Chan, Oncology.

MacGyver?

Don't worry, pal,
I'm right here with you.

Pete, what's happening to me?

Answer me, Pete.
What's goin' on?

Does he have any family
who should be notified?

His grandfather.

But he just went in the
hospital this morning

after a serious heart attack.

When you think about it,

I'm the closest
he's got to family.

Come on, MacGyver.

You never quit on me before.

Don't do it now.

You're gonna pull through this.

Wait a minute!

That's the guy!

He stole the Sun Boat.

He's working for Hakim.
Can you hear me? Pete!

Pete, that's the guy!

Give it up, bud.

You can't afford to
waste your breath.

Harry? Is that you?

Last time I looked.

What are you doin' here?

I'm lookin' at this fine mess
you got yourself into.

You gotta learn to
be more careful, bud.

No!

Harry! Don't go!

Pete?

Pete?

Harry, wait!

Harry!

Pete!

- I have to get on board.
- Of course, you do.

Wait your turn like everyone else.

My grandfather's on this ship.
I've got to see him.

What seems to be the problem?

Are you in charge here?

I'm Chief Purser Anubis.
How can I help you, MacGyver?

How do you know who I am?

It's part of my job.

Have I seen you before?

I take many forms.

It helps me relate better to
those who pass through here.

Where's here?

Why, the other side, of course.

Other side of what?

The other side of life.

This is the netherworld,
MacGyver.

You mean...

I'm...

Dead?

Dr. Rose, 1127.

Dr. Rose, 1127.

Dr. Elder, 2297.

Dr. Elder.

Put this in MacGyver's IV
at your first opportunity.

I've got two MacGyvers,
Ellen and James.

But they both came with the ship to
meet a new passenger, Harry Jackson.

That's him.
Harry's my grandfather.

Did you say...

James and Ellen MacGyver?

Those are my parents.

Please, let me on board.

I'm sorry, but you're not
on the manifest.

Try his name again.

All right, I'll let them know.

Yeah, thanks.

Have the police found out anything?

Not a thing.

It's as if the Sun Boat
just vanished into thin air

along with the thieves.

Lieutenant Rhome thinks
that whoever did this,

had to know of the Sun Boat's
delivery schedule in advance.

The possibility that
one of our own people

was responsible.

It's an outrage.

Well, I just told the lieutenant

he could search the
Phoenix Foundation.

And he wants permission
to check out your consulate.

I must consult the ambassador
before allowing such a search.

I'm sure he'll agree.

I'll fix everything.

Yes, MacGyver.

There we are.

He's clear to go aboard now.

Ah.

So, I'm...

I'm really dead?

Have a pleasant journey,
MacGyver.

Harry.

What are you doing here, bud?

Well, I was looking for you.

Well, okay, now you've found me.

Why don't you do us
both a favor and just go.

Oh, come on, Harry.

Look, I know you're upset.
But I tried to get to you

as soon as I heard
about the heart attack.

That's got nothing to do
with what's eatin' at me.

I've seen some bone-headed
moves in my time,

but then you
comin' on this ship,

that takes the blue ribbon.

Well, I didn't have much choice.

I'm dead. Just like you.

Nonsense, you can't be dead!

Well, I fell three stories
to the top of a car.

I... I think it's pretty likely.

The fall didn't
finish you off, bud.

You can still fight.

Wait a minute.

So what are you sayin'?

I'm not dead?

It's up to you.

The second boarding call.
Be one more.

If you're still on board
when they cast off,

you won't ever get back.

Harry, Harry!

Mom and Dad are here.

They're sentimentalists.

Oh, they say they're just
here to help me along here.

As if I'm gonna get lost.

Well, you know where they are?

Well, come on, take me to 'em!

Haven't you been
listening to me?

Come on, Harry!

I haven't seen Dad
since I was 10,

and you know what
happened when mom died.

I never got a chance
to tell either one of 'em

how much I really loved 'em.

They know, bud.

Are you gonna take me to 'em,

or do I have to hunt all over
this boat on my own, huh?

I suppose changing your mind
is out of the question.

Yes, sir.

You always were stubborn.

Just like your grandma.

Yeah, well, she used
to say I got that from you.

Come on, I haven't got all day.

He's gone into V-fib.

Get a cart in here and
draw A.B.G.'s and lytes, stat.

Yes, doctor, right away.

Code blue, I.C.U. 3,
code blue, I.C.U. 3.

Respiratory therapy, I.C.U. 3,
respiratory therapy, I.C.U. 3.

That's MacGyver's room.

The afterlife certainly
has its attractions.

Careful, bud, remember,
you're just a visitor.

I don't know, Harry.

For the first time
since I can remember,

I feel like I'm where I belong.

Like I've finally come home.

Harry, it's them.

Better let me talk to them first.

They're not expectin' to see you.

Dad!

Oh.

Oh.

It's so good to see you again.

Welcome aboard, Harry.

You're both a sight.

Oh, Lord, I missed you so much.

No more, Dad.

We're taking you home.

You wouldn't know
about Celia, would you?

She couldn't make the trip.

You know how she is on boats.

Mom's at home, Dad.

She can't wait to see you.

She's fixing you one of her
famous special occasion dinners.

Oh.

Sounds great.

I'm starved.

Son?

Oh, honey, it is you.

It really is you.

Dad.

You always were
full of surprises, son.

We didn't expect to
see you for a while.

Yeah, well,

kind of a last minute
change of plans.

You're here with us now.

That's all that matters.

Isn't it wonderful, Dad?
We're a family again.

- What's the B.P.?
- 70 over 30.

What's happening to him?
What's going on?

For some reason his heart has
gone into ventricular fibrillation.

In other words, his
heart has stopped.

Well, you told me
he was stabilized.

What's caused this?

I wish I knew.

He's dying, Mr. Thornton.

Doctor, we need you, sir.

Please, excuse me.

Dying?

I put the Sun Boat in your
office safe at the consulate.

Arrangements have been made
to ship it out of the country tonight.

Unfortunately the police already
suspect this was an inside job.

They want permission to search the
consulate and all diplomatic parcels.

You must not allow it.

Refusing to permit such a search

would only make them suspicious.

We must give them a new suspect to
investigate so they will leave us alone.

Who?

Peter Thornton.

If he disappears, the police
will think he's taken the Sun Boat.

As soon as MacGyver is dead,

Thornton will join him.

The next thing I knew,
there you were,

riding a bicycle
off the barn roof,

wearing a parachute

made with my best
bedsheets on your back.

I'll never forget the
look on her face.

I don't know which she
was worried about the most.

You or the linen.

Dad, how could
you remember that?

It happened after you died.

Just because we don't
live in the world anymore

doesn't mean we don't take an
interest in what goes on there.

He's right, dear.
We've watched you.

Seen the things you've done,
the people you've helped.

Two parents couldn't
be more proud.

Well, I'm not so
proud of myself.

I wasn't there for you when
you died in the hospital.

Oh.

I knew you wanted to be there.

That's all that's really important.

But I've always
felt guilty about that.

And I wanted a chance
to say I'm sorry.

Mom, I just couldn't get back.

Let go of the past.

You've earned a rest.

You're going home.

Hogwash.

Now, Harry.

It's not the boy's time,
I tell you.

Isn't it, Harry?

I'm all that's left
of the family now.

What do I have to go back for?

There are other people.

Friends who depend on you.

Oh, they'll get along without me.

Willin' to put money on it?

Leave him alone, Dad.
He's been through enough.

He's got a right to know the
consequences of his decision.

Bring that coin over here, bud.

What's goin' on, Harry?

The future, bud.

Hakim's gonna kill Pete.

We've gotta stop him.

The only one who
can stop him is dead.

That's right, bud, it's you.

What's my being dead have
to do with Hakim killing Pete?

When you're alive, everything
you do has an effect on others.

You make ripples like
tossing a stone in a pond.

Same when you die.

Well, I've gotta warn him.

I've gotta get back.

You can try.

But there are no promises, bud.

Mom, Dad.

You're leaving, aren't you?

I think Harry's right.

It's not my time.

And if I stay, one of my
best friends is gonna die.

We were finally together again.

Don't cry, Ellen.

It won't make things any easier.

Are you sure about this, son?

God, I miss you both so much.

This is not goodbye.
We'll see each other again.

Tell Grandma, I'm
sorry I missed dinner.

Last call, bud.

All ashore.

Dad.

Prepare a cardiac syringe.
10 C.C. of epinephrine.

One, two, three...

What's the B.P. now?

It's dropping, uh, 70 over 30.

Somehow his
potassium level is way up.

So give him glucose
and insulin to counteract.

Prepare to defib.

60 over 30. Dropping.

One, two...

Charging to 400 joules.

...three, four, five.

The paddles are on charge, doctor.

One...

Prepare to cast off.

Hey, uh, hold on. My grandson's
got to get off this tub.

I'm afraid that's totally
out of the question.

No, you don't understand.
I'm not dead.

Hey, hey, hey, hey!
Watch who you're grabbin' here.

Classic case of denial.

There's always
one on every trip.

They'll upset the
other passengers.

Let them cool off in the engine room
until after we embark.

Hey, somebody's
gonna be murdered

if I don't get back.

You'll feel much better soon.

Jammed the wheel.

I knew it was a mistake
letting you stay on this boat.

It wasn't your decision.
It was mine.

What was all fired
important about you

comin' on this boat after me?

Maybe because there was so
much left unsaid between us.

Like..

I'm sorry.

Sorry?

For not bein' around to
spend more time with you.

Well, people have
got to live their lives.

You don't like being crowded
any more than I do.

No.

But I feel bad about all the
weekends and the holidays I missed.

Well.

Do you realize, we didn't
spend Christmas together once

after I moved to California?
Not once.

Love's not

some bill to be paid on
holidays and weekends, bud.

You want to let
somebody know you care,

you do it when
they're not around.

You know, like,

well,

livin' up to the
example they set.

Well, thank you, Harry,

for settin' such
a great example.

They're gettin'
ready to cast off.

Sorry, bud.

Oh, come on, Harry.

We've been in tighter
spots than this, right?

- One, two...
- Charging.

...three...

- Stand clear.
- ...four.

All clear, doctor.

We do have a talent
for gettin' boxed in.

Yeah.

Remember that first
camping trip we took?

Almost didn't make it
when that truck of mine

got stuck in that steep washout.

Yeah, but you figured a way.

Harry, you're a genius.

I am?

Once again.

- Stand clear.
- Clear.

I'm gettin' a little slow, bud,

what's this idea of mine?

When that truck was stuck,
you said the best way

to beat a problem was
to make it work for you.

So, you took a tire
off a back wheel,

and tied a rope around the hub.

Yeah, yeah, sure.

Then you took the
other end of the rope

and wrapped it around
that tree up the hill.

And you put her in gear,

and that truck just
winched herself up.

So you figure that propeller shaft's
gonna pull us out of this ditch?

Yeah, somethin' like that.

He's still in defib.

He's not responding, doctor.

- Stand clear.
- Clear!

Come on, Harry.

You are a wonder, bud.

Just something my
grandpa taught me.

I don't remember teachin'
anythin' this crazy, bud.

All it can do is kill us, Harry.
Come on.

No, no, no, bud.

My time is up.

Harry, let's go.

No. Celia's got supper waiting.

You remember, how she used to get
if you showed up late for meals.

It's my time.

Goodbye, Grandpa.

I'll be seein' you, bud.

We've got a rhythm on him.

Oh, thank God.

He's got to keep fighting.

He's not on solid ground yet.

He's back in V-fib.

- Stand clear.
- Clear.

No one leaves this ship.

Jump, bud. Go for it!

That's showin' 'em, bud.

Doctor.

Look, he's coming out of it.

He's stabilizing.

Your friend is quite a fighter,
Mr. Thornton.

He has a normal sinus rhythm.

I don't believe it.

MacGyver, can you hear me?

Can you speak?

His autonomic responses
need time to recover.

He's been through a great deal.

Yeah.

I just wish I knew
who did this to him.

Look.

Maybe it's his reflexes.

No.

He's trying to
tell us something.

Ka.

Are you sayin'
Hakim's people did this?

You! This is all your doing!

No, this is a mistake.

Don't move!

Don't even breathe.

Doctor, can one of
your staff call the police?

Tell them I'm holding three suspects

for theft and attempted murder.

Nurse.

Welcome back, MacGyver.

So, after Hakim's men confessed,

the Egyptian ambassador
was more than willing

to let the police
search the consulate.

They found the Sun Boat
in Hakim's office safe.

He's been declared
persona non grata.

Which means he'll be
deported home to face charges.

I understand the Egyptian court

has a real thing
for artifact thieves.

Yeah.

Well, I for one am just glad

the Sun Boat is safely
in the Cairo museum,

where it can't cause
any more trouble.

You know, MacGyver,

I'm really sorry you didn't make it
back to your grandfather's funeral.

I know how much he meant to you.

It's okay, Pete.

I think Harry understands.

You know, for a while there,

I thought I was gonna
have to go to your funeral.

When I think of how close
you actually came to dying,

I don't mind telling you,

it still scares me.

Thanks, Pete.

But you know something?

Death's not so scary.

I don't think it's
the end of anything.

It's more like, just
another step along the way.

That's a nice thought.

Yeah.

Just somethin' my
grandpa taught me.

[THEME SONG PLAYING]

[G LOVE E PLAYING TOUGH BOYS]

♪ Listen up, chumps,
listen up good ♪

♪ We don't want no more poison
messin' up our neighborhood ♪

♪ Tough Boys, Tough Boys
comin' at you ♪

♪ T-T-T-Tough Boys,
Tough Boys ♪

♪ Pushers and users,
you better jump back ♪

♪ 'Cause we're burning down
everything related to crack ♪

♪ Tough Boys, Tough Boys,
They're comin' at you ♪

♪ T-T-Tough boys ♪

♪ Sell dope? You better hide ♪

♪ Crack dealers know
30 seconds to go ♪

♪ 'Cause the Tough Boys
are comin' ♪

♪ Then everything blows ♪

♪ The Boys are real
We mean what we say ♪

♪ If you ain't standing with us,
then you stand in our way ♪

♪ T-T-T-Tough Boys,
Tough Boys ♪

♪ They're comin' at you ♪

♪ Tough Boys, Tough Boys,
you better move it ♪

♪ Silent like a dead man
that move through the night ♪

♪ Strictly taking care of business
so that everything's right ♪

♪ Get with the program
Support it with your mind ♪

♪ Gotta face the drug man,
tell him you ain't buyin' ♪

♪ Protect the children,
lock your home ♪

♪ Let your mind be free,
leave the drugs alone ♪

♪ T-T-T-Tough Boys, Tough Boys,
they're comin' at you ♪

♪ T-T-T-Tough Boys,
here comes one now ♪

[ALL WHOOPING]

That's one of the dealers
down there, man.

We got to get him out of there
before the ether blows, bro.

[EXPLOSION]

Oh, my God!

Let's get out of here.
Let's go.

Come on. Now!

♪ T-T-T-T-T-Tough Boys,
Tough Boys ♪

♪ T-T-Tough Boys ♪

- Up on the right, there, T.C.
- Okay.

- T.C.?
- Yeah.

This is right,
this is left, okay?

MANNY:
Yeah. Okay, little bit more.

Dario, drop your end
just a little bit, there, okay?

- T.C.: You want it higher?
- MANNY: Great, great.

T.C.:
How's that?

MANNY: Now start lifting it up.
There you go.

A little higher.
Oh, you got to drop your end, Dario.

Drop your end just a
little bit. There you go.

A little bit more. A little bit more.
Let go, let go.

Okay, now raise her up
a little bit.

Looks perfect.

- Is that a MacGyver I see?
- Manny!

- [LAUGHING]
- How you doin'?

Great, great.
It's good to see you.

You know, Cynthia had to
step away for about an hour.

She asked if I'd
show you around.

Yeah, but what are you
doin' here?

I'm stoppin' crime
before it gets started.

You are lookin' at their
number-one volunteer.

Whenever I'm not on duty,
I come down here and help out.

Yeah, but I thought you moved
away to someplace like Nebraska

and bought a farm!

I did. Then I sold it,
came back.

Chief reinstated me.

What can I say, I'm a city cop.

- Did you get your old beat back?
- Yep.

And, thanks to Cynthia,
and a fellow named R.T. Hines,

they've made my job
a whole bunch easier.

Would you believe that
they've tripled enrollment?

Well, looks like
somebody's been busy.

That's why they need
this Phoenix grant.

"Self-Esteem Life Force."
It's our new program.

The man who runs it,
Rutherford Hines, unbelievable.

Yeah, well, I'm looking
forward to meetin' him.

So, how's Joan?

Well, Joan had to divorce me,
old buddy.

- [SIGHING]
- She's in therapy.

- Sorry about that, man.
- It's okay.

It's just old Manny the cop,
my grandbaby...

Full-time nurse now.

Let's get you started.

But before we go in,

both Cynthia and I want you to
keep an open mind about R.T. Hines.

I think I can manage that.

You are what you believe!

Let no one nowhere convince you
that you are lacking!

It's up to you
to make your life better!

You and no one else!

- Understand?
- ALL: Understood, sir!

- Understand?
- ALL: Understood, sir!

- I can't hear you!
- ALL: Understood, sir!

HINES:
Give me ten!

ALL:
One, two, three...

Some have left gangs.

Some have stopped using drugs.

Some get better grades.

He just pushes and
pushes and pushes.

Try, try, try, try!
Do you hear me?

ALL:
Yes, sir!

Is that "Coco" Hubbard?

None other.

He stopped being the leader of the
Rolling Thunder gang to come here.

This is our neighborhood! Ours!

And we can make it anything
we want it to be!

Anything...

we believe with all our hearts!

- Do you hear me?
- ALL: Yes, sir!

Jumping jacks. 100!
Do it!

You're lookin' at magic,
MacGyver.

ALL:
One, two, three, four...

[TOUGH BOYS PLAYING ON STEREO]

Halt!

♪ Users and abusers,
you better jump back ♪

♪ 'Cause we're burning down
everything that has to do with crack ♪

♪ Tough Boys, Tough Boys ♪

♪ Tough!
T-T-T-T-Tough... ♪

You're late, Angel!

Oh, I'm late.

Does that mean I have
to scrub your mat for you?

Turn that music off.

Oh, no way, ese.
This is a loco hit record.

You don't like it?

[TURNS MUSIC OFF]

You've been drinking.

And we don't allow drugs
or alcohol in here.

You got 10 seconds
to get out, son.

How about 30 seconds, ese?
Huh?

Give me 30 seconds,
and we'll all get out of here!

Huh? What do you say?

- There, I scrubbed your mat for you.
- All right, Angel, let's leave.

[COUGHING]

We'll have no disrespect in here, Angel.
Do you understand me?

Do you?

Do you understand me?

Mr. Hines!

I think you made your point.

[COUGHING]

Now, you understand
we cannot tolerate

any disrespect in here,
Angel, don't you?

No more, "Yes, sir!"

"Understood, sir!"

I don't want to be
nobody's soldier!

You understand?

[COUGHING]

All right, everybody.

Review today's lesson.
Take a minute for meditation.

Hector, Coco,
you scrub those mats.

- Yes, sir.
- Yes, sir.

What's your name, tourist?

This is MacGyver, R.T.

Oh, so you're MacGyver.
I want to talk to you.

Outside.

All right, kids.
Let's take a break.

Let's go upstairs.
Come on.

[KIDS MURMURING]

People I respect have said some
pretty nice things about your, mister.

And I know you're here to
figure out if we get some money.

I'm here to tell you I'm the first one
that hopes we get some money.

But nobody interferes when
I'm working with my kids.

Nobody undercuts my respect
when I'm in a session.

Do you understand me?

What I understand

is that you were stickin' a
kid's head in a bucket of water,

and nobody does that
in front me.

You understand that?

Let me tell you
somethin', tourist.

You're standing in the
middle of a war zone.

Almost as many people die on these
streets as there are days in a year.

I'm givin' these kids
what they need to survive!

That may be your intention,

but what I saw up there
bordered on abuse.

- It was appropriate!
- It was excessive.

Look, look,
I know the both of you.

And believe me, you
both want the same thing.

I don't think so, Manny.

Mr. MacGyver is a tourist.

He ain't dirtying his
hands in this war.

And you know what I think of tourists.

- Look, R.T., MacGyver is not a tourist...
- Don't bother, Manny. Forget it.

Excuse me!

I'm going to find Angel.

I've no time for educating
the educated.

DENNIS:
Tough Boys.

Every time I turn around,
it's Tough Boys.

MYRON:
What do you want to do?

What do I want to do?

Look at this!

They burned down eight
of our buildings.

Last night somebody got killed.

People are getting nervous
about doing business with us.

They're becoming heroes!

Songs on the radio.
T-shirts.

I want them dead.
Yesterday!

HECTOR: We've got to do
somethin' about him.

Angel's losin' it, man.

He's gonna jam us all.

Hey, what you talkin'
about, man?

Angel's gonna be all right.

HECTOR: He's lucky Hines
didn't drown his butt, man.

[SIREN BLARING ON T.V.]

This is it, man!
This is our deal.

FEMALE REPORTER:
At the top of the news,

we have the eighth "Take back the
neighborhood" crack-house burning

by the self-styled vigilante group
who call themselves "The Tough Boys."

- [CHUCKLES]

- Vigilantes? What's wrong with her?
- Chill.

Sixteen were arrested at the location.

All believed to be crack-house
customers and pushers.

But the big story is,
for the first time,

there was a fatality.

Police believe that a
19-year-old crack dealer...

Oh, man, that's weak.

...was trapped
inside the building.

Neighbors say
there were shots...

Yeah, wh-what you need, cuz?

Nothin'.
Just lookin' around.

Uh, hey, uh, come on, we better
go finish up them mats, huh?

[GRUNTING]

You kickin' me in my gut.

Hey, that hurt, man.

You know, you ain't supposed
to treat your homies like that.

We should've got him
out of there. He was 19!

Just like my brother was.

Look, man, everybody around here

that lost somebody to gangs,
drugs, or some stupid stray bullet.

Now, you think
I loved my little cousin

any less than you loved
your big brother, huh?

You think Hector don't hurt? Sinclair?

Now, you take that
raggedy suitcase home, man.

We got a burn-down tonight,
and you're in on it.

We made a pact to take back
the 'hood from these drug freaks

and we're doin' it.

And we need you, man.

So, what you gonna do?

I don't want to be
in no more killings, man.

Boy. Ain't gonna be
no more killings, man.

It was an accident.

For real, brother.

Hey, my grandmother
sat on her porch

for the first time in
three years last week, man.

The 'hood needs us.

No more dyin'.
I promise you.

Brother to brother.
Promise, man.

You down?

[SIGHS]

Yeah, I'm down, man.

Hey, you know, this is
real, uh, cozy, now,

but we gonna have to square
about you kickin' me in my gut.

Go ahead, man.

Take your best shot, chump.

[CHUCKLING]
Ooh! Called the man a chump!

Hey, man, you hit like a punk.

Yeah? Only when
I'm hittin' a punk.

Now check this.

Now, our next hit

is gonna be right at
the heart of the matter.

The man says that we're goin'
across town to haul in some bigger fish.

Bigger fish, homes?

The rich boys who funnel
the poison into the 'hood.

♪ Tough Boys, Tough Boys,
comin' at you ♪

♪ T-T-Tough Boys,
Tough Boys ♪

MANNY: Yes, this is the ninth
Tough Boys burn down, but...

Come on, MacGyver, I know
Hines was a little rough on you,

but that's not your style.

Head-hunting a guy on a hunch?

MacGYVER: Manny, I told you,
it's nothin' personal.

I heard some
of the kids talkin'.

It sounded like
they were involved.

You know, a Hines-Tough Boy
connection is not such a big stretch.

Hey, I've got at least six
different organizations on our list

that fit the Tough Boys
profile perfectly.

Now, they're good people.

They're just fed up with
crack in their neighborhood,

and they can't wait for us
to do it by the law.

Look, Manny. I know
how you feel about the guy.

But I got to check him out.
I can't recommend a Phoenix grant

unless he's cleared.

Well, the truth is,
I'm probably most disturbed

because I know that you
don't go off half-cocked.

I like R.T. Hines, a lot.

He's a damn good man, MacGyver.

I'm sure he is.

Look, I'll keep you posted
if I find out anything.

Now, you do the same, okay?

Sí, señor.

But there's just
one other thing.

I've got multiple sources
on the street,

and the word is that some
drug boss has put up a reward

for information
on the Tough Boys.

Things could get nasty.

Make sure you don't get caught
in the middle.

So, what's the progress
on these Tough Boys?

We're down
to three possibilities.

We feel the strongest about
this ex-Marine named Hines.

We're checking him first.

Well, do it.

Go!

BOY:
Don't forget the hammer.

Nice eye, Angel. Beauty.

What happened?

I can't talk, man, all right?
I'm working.

What do you say
we talk about Tough Boys?

I didn't hear anybody
say "coffee break," Angel.

Move it!

I understand you've been
askin' around about me.

Just what the hell
are you after?

Oh, I'm just lookin' out
after the Phoenix Foundation

and these kids, Mr. Hines.

I bet you think I hit Angel,
don't you?

You personally? No.

You're a southpaw. That
was done with a right hand.

And, even if you
pulled your punch,

you'd do a lot more damage
than that.

For a man who doesn't like violence,
you certainly know a lot about it.

Exactly why I don't like it.

Then I suggest you stay
the hell out of my way.

You play with fire,
you get burned.

Yes, sir.
Eventually, you do.

BOY: We're almost done here,
Mr. Hines.

What do we do now?

He's getting close.

Yeah. The man says too close.

So what we gonna do about it?

The man says we tag him.

So we gonna tag him.

He's comin'.

Exactly like the man said.

All right, I'll bite.

[FOOTSTEPS PATTERING]

[TOUGH BOYS PLAYING]

♪ Listen up, chumps,
listen up good ♪

♪ We don't want no more poison
messin' up our neighborhood ♪

♪ Tough Boys, Tough Boys
comin' at you ♪

♪ T-T-Tough Boys,
Tough Boys ♪

♪ Pushers and users,
you better jump back ♪

♪ 'cause we're burnin' down
everything related to crack ♪

♪ Tough Boys, Tough Boys,
they're comin' at you ♪

♪ Tough Boys ♪

♪ Sell dope?
You better hide ♪

♪ Crack dealers know
30 seconds to go ♪

♪ 'Cause the Tough Boys
are comin' ♪

♪ Then everything blows ♪

♪ The Boys are real
We mean what we say ♪

♪ If you ain't standing with us,
then you stand in our way ♪

♪ Tough Boys, Tough Boys,
they're comin' at you ♪

♪ Tough Boys, Tough Boys,
you better move it ♪

♪ Silent like a dead man
that move through the night ♪

♪ Strictly taking care of business
so that everything's right ♪

♪ Get with the program
Support it with your mind ♪

♪ Gotta face the drug man,
tell him you ain't buyin' ♪

♪ Protect the children,
lock your home ♪

♪ Let your mind be free,
leave the drugs alone ♪

♪ T-T-T-Tough Boys,
Tough Boys ♪

♪ They're comin' at you ♪

♪ T-T-T-Tough Boys,
here comes one now ♪

♪ T-T-T-Tough Boys ♪

♪ T-T-T-Tough Boys ♪

♪ T-T-T-T-T-Tough Boys ♪♪

[EXCLAIMS]

[THUDDING]

[PANTING]

[TIMER BEEPING]

Hey. W-Wait a minute.

Hey!

[TIMER CONTINUES BEEPING]

[GRUNTING]

[EXCLAIMS]

[BEEP DRONING]

MacGYVER: Everything
on that bomb is real.

Except the detonator cap.

I'd say that means that they
really didn't want to hurt you.

Just run you off.

Obviously, they don't
know you too well.

This time it was a phony bomb.

Next time
it might be a real one.

Maybe you should take the warning
and just let the police handle it.

Manny, I followed a kid in here.

But the layout is
advanced military training.

So? The Tough Boys, they found
themselves a jungle warfare manual.

No!

That snare net configuration
is strictly force recon.

They don't even
make a manual for that.

I think it's time I had a talk
with our good Captain Hines.

You want to wear my badge
while you're at it?

I'll let you know how it goes.

[KNOCKS ON DOOR]

Hello?

Hines?

- [GUN COCKS]
- [EXCLAIMS]

I'd say you in a very
bad situation, tourist.

The door was open.

I left it that way
to see how bold you are.

Bold. And nosy.
I'm famous for that.

Could cost you your life.

Now, you tell me quickly,
why are you dogging me?

If you're not the leader
of the Tough Boys,

you got nothing
to worry about here.

[SIGHS]

Leader of the Tough Boys?

Is that why you've been
snooping and irritating my life?

And I'll keep on doing it
until I find out otherwise.

Mister,

I've fought from one end
of this world to the other

and I ain't never used
no kids to fight my battles.

Do you realize what I am?

I am an American Marine, sir!

Yeah, I play hard.

But I don't break the law.

And to think that I might need some
help is an insult. Do you read me?

No, sir. I don't.

I just figured out
what your problem is.

You're a soft-bellied idealist
who looks at hard discipline

as a crime against mankind.

Discipline's only a crime
when it's enforced by somebody

with the sensitivity
and judgment of a rock.

Yeah.

Well, I heard about your "sensitivity
and judgment" on the news, mister.

Walked right into a snare-net.

[CONTEMPTUOUSLY]
Tourist.

Don't look left,
don't look right, just go.

I didn't walk right in.

I looked around.

There were three options.

I picked a door that was locked.

Come again?

I didn't choose the obvious.

I chose a locked door.

I'd say somebody
knows you very well.

Yeah.

Hey, why don't you guys sit up?

I got a feeling the man's got
something real special for us,

and we better be focused
like a big dog

when the man starts talkin'.

SINCLAIR: The man is right
behind you, brother.

Angel, over here.

According to my street sources,
this is definitely the big one.

And it's going to be
our last burn-down.

We can walk away from this
feeling damn proud

that we took poison
off of our streets.

MacGYVER: I never connected
Anthony M. Lopez with Manny.

One of the smartest young
Marines I've ever served with.

He could easily provide
all the Tough Boy expertise.

In his sleep.

And he'd know I'd pick a
locked door over the obvious.

Part of his training.

But there's no training
that prepares a man

for having his family
devastated by drugs.

Well, crack is as brutal as anything
I've ever seen in war, MacGyver.

Manny provided everything
for his daughter,

even moved
to a different neighborhood.

- It's everywhere.
- Let's go talk to him.

[DOOR OPENING]

I want you to set your foundation
charges here, here, here, and here.

Blow your caps to draw them out,

take your escape routes,
go home, and don't look back.

But, uh, what about you, chief?

While you guys are finishin' up,

I'll be on a yacht,

taking down one of the biggest
crack dealers in the country.

For good.

You gonna meet us back home?

Circle up.

This is for the family we lost,
and all the kids coming up.

Hey, hey!

My friends!

I'm glad to see that you two
hombres finally got together.

We know it's you, Manny.

Now, I don't want to hurt
either of you.

But I'm committed.

Today, 3:00, the cannery.

I'm gonna shut off
one big drug artery.

And then,
with all the press watching,

I'm gonna cut out the heart.

Oh, come on, man, give it up,
before another kid gets killed.

Please, inside.

Please.

Straight ahead.

Don't do it this way, Manny.
Use the law!

The law?

[VOICE TREMBLING]
Crack doesn't care about the law.

Have you ever seen
a crack-addicted baby?

Their eyes, they don't focus.

They...

can't even suck on a bottle.
They shake like an old wino

with a bad case of the DTs.

Just a touch of your hand
will send them into spasms.

I h-have
a granddaughter like that.

Did the law help her?

No!

I took an oath
to serve and protect.

I'm doing what has to be done.

Now, move.

To the right.

Open the door, R.T.

Okay, inside.

[HINES BANGING ON DOOR]

What, are you gonna stand there
and watch? Get your shoulder over here.

What for? So we can both
have broken shoulders?

HINES:
Paint cans.

Oh, I see. You gonna
take the sensitive approach.

What are you doing?

Here, sharpen those to a point
on the ground, there.

For what?

So we can get out of here.

I've decided to
try a new approach.

These people have to be getting
their information from the street.

So I called a few street sources
and put out a big carrot.

These Tough Boys can't miss it.

We have to make plans
for an ambush, gentlemen.

[SIGHS DEEPLY]

- Psyched up?
- HARRIS: Nervous. Listen.

Just make sure they're all
trapped in the cross-fire patch

before you start shooting.

Relax.

Once they pass us,
they're boxed.

[MACHINE GUN BEING COCKED]

Ambush! Hit the ground!

[MACHINE GUNS FIRING]

No!

Two guys just pulled up
in the truck.

Cover me.
I'm gonna clean this up.

All right.
I got you covered.

Psst!

[SCREAMING]

Mmm, baby!

[COUGHING]

[GUN FIRING]

[MACHINE GUN FIRING]

Hey, man, that's an Uzi!

Now it's a wrench.

[MACHINE GUN FIRING]

[MACHINE GUN FIRING]

[MACHINE GUN FIRING]

[GRUNTING]

[COUGHING]

Mr. Hines?

- MacGyver?
- Angel, where are the others?

Where are the others?

A-Are they still out there?

God, everything went wrong.

He's dead, man.
Coco's dead.

[PRAYING IN SPANISH]

[SOBBING]

Why don't you boys
come out of there?

Where's Manny?

He's somewhere taking
down some big drug dealer.

He didn't s-say-- say where.

The heart.

He said the press
would be there.

Why don't we give a call
and find out where?

I think Manny's planning
to go down with him.

You gotta stop him!

[SIRENS APPROACHING]

There's been enough dying.

The police are here.

Just tell the truth.

MANNY: I'm Police Detective
Anthony Lopez.

This whole deck
is wired with dynamite,

so everybody stay back.

I hold in my hand the trigger that's
gonna blow this slimeball drug dealer

and his cocaine boat
to kingdom come.

I invited you here because...

I am tired of seeing
pictures of inner-city kids

down on their knees, with their
hands locked behind their heads.

I wanna show you this guy,

this cocaine-dealing
parasite on his knees

and 100 kilos of his poison.

This is a CEO in the
$100-billion-a-year drug industry.

You think our kids don't know
that it's men like this behind it?

Paying people
to look the other way?

What do you think goes
through our kids' minds

when they read that Noriega
worked for our government?

I want every greedy, crooked politician,
cop, and businessman to know

that if there's a hell,

they should go there.

They do more than crime.

They kill faith.
They breed cynicism

and lack of trust
and disrespect for the law

and those of us
who try to uphold the law.

I want to read you something.

"How do you tell somebody
about something that lures you in,

promises you heaven,

grabs you and shows you hell,

and is determined not
to let go until you're dead?

Crack is so evil that it doesn't
even allow me room to cry.

I love you, Daddy.
And I'm sorry.

I'll try to do better next time.

Promise."

This was the last sane communication
that I received from my baby girl.

My daughter.

Her wonderful and
generous child ruined

by this man's poison.

[CAMERA CLICKING]

I would love to destroy every
man on earth like this one.

But since I can't,

I'm gonna blow this one up.

- No! Please!
- Talk is over!

No, Manny!

You stay out of this, MacGyver!
I'm gonna count to 10.

I mean it!

MacGyver, I'm counting.

At 10, I'm gonna let this go, and
you'd best be out of here. Now, go!

No, Manny, he's finished!
Don't waste yourself!

HINES:
Listen to MacGyver, Manny.

Don't you dare relax.

Manny!

I've gotta push.
Don't you get it?

He thinks he's gonna get off with
his lawyers and his connections.

He relaxed when he thought
it was over.

I got to do it. Now leave!

Coco died today.

What good do you think
it's gonna do us

if we lose you?

Time's up.

If you push,

you're gonna take
two friends with you.

Come on, Manny.
Give it to him.

You got a granddaughter
to take care of.

COP:
All right, let's go, guys.

Move it.

It's okay, Manny.

We're gonna
take care of you, buddy.

Just like you'd take care of us.

Me and MacGyver gonna see you
through this thing, okay?

HINES: I've noticed some
doggin' it lately, and I don't like it,

not even a little bit.

Do you hear me?

ALL:
Yes, sir!

I can't hear you!

ALL: [LOUDER]
Yes, sir!

So today,

we're gonna hit the ground
running and pick up speed.

Harder, harder, harder, harder!

Do you understand me?

ALL:
Yes, sir!

Let me hear it again!

ALL:
Yes, sir!

Is that a frown I notice on
your face, Mr. MacGyver?

[CLEARING THROAT]

- Yes, sir.
- Yes, sir?

Well, there must be something
wrong with my approach.

Well, uh, now that
you mention it, um...

You know, I'd start off... easy.

Warm the muscles up...
Stretch! You know?

- Kind of sensitive-like.
- Yeah, like that.

Would you like to take over?

Don't mind if I do,
Mr. Hines.

People, Mr. MacGyver is going
to take over today,

and I'm gonna sit back and
see if I can learn something.

MacGYVER:
No, please!

Join us, Mr. Hines!

[ALL CHEERING]

All right.

Now, we're gonna start
with some nice,

easy

stretching.

Let's get it up there.

Oh, is that a frown
I sense, Mr. Hines?

- [KIDS LAUGHING]
- You bet!

[THEME SONG PLAYING]

The Americans are here.

We move.

Thank you.

Mr. Thornton,
Mr. MacGyver.

I am Capitan Ion Cuzo
of the National Police.

I am the, uh, baby-sitter for you
and the other delegates.

This way.

Uh, you know,
actually, we had hoped

maybe to, uh,
freshen up a little bit

and, uh, get a bite to eat
before we got started.

You're not tourists, gentlemen.

Welcome to Bucharest.

Captain, is, uh, anything wrong?

I mean, you don't seem
too happy to have us here.

I do not like stirring up
Ceausescu's demons.

I thought the idea of this was
to put those demons to rest.

[CHUCKLING]

By having foreigners examine
the archives of our dead dictator?

I think the point is that we are
outsiders and can be objective.

Uh, Romanian people can
trust the results of our study.

And if you find there are Ceausescu
spies still in the system, then what?

A witch hunt?

No. Romania should
look to the future.

You're not needed.

Well, somebody wanted us here.

This sub-basement was
Dictator Ceausescu's headquarters.

Built to withstand
a nuclear attack.

I read there are tunnels
down here

used by the secret police
to spy on dissidents.

Also for Ceausescu's
escape attempt.

They've since been sealed.

[BEEPS]

Mr. MacGyver, Mr. Thornton of the
Phoenix Foundation, your counterparts.

FRENCH DELEGATE:
I am Serge Houde.

- [RATTLING]
- This is my associate,

- CURRELL: Bonjour.
- THORNTON: How are you?

We are from
L'Institut mondial de Paris.

ENGLISH DELEGATE:
And I'm Maureen Sheridan,

from the Institute of London.
How do you do?

CUZO: So now you know
each other, we begin your work.

The files on these tables
were taken from the vault

and will be examined first.

Then, the rest of the archives.

[RUMBLING]

[EXCLAIMING]

[GROANS]

No one move!
Be perfectly still!

KRIK:
Gentlemen, ladies,

on behalf of the K-Force,
welcome to Romania.

Major Krik.

Ah, you know me. Excellent.

In 2.5 minutes
you will all burn to ashes,

along with the archives.

[BEEPS]

I place Romania on notice.

Ceausescu's will lives on.

And so do his followers.

[BEEPING]

THORNTON:
Easy, MacGyver.

Looks like it might
be a thermite bomb.

Can you defuse it?

This is Cuzo.

A K-Force soldier has us
locked in the archives room,

and a bomb is set to go off
in less than two minutes!

POLICEMAN:
We are on our way, capitane.

Monsieur, please,
I am trained in electronics.

I will try.

You'll never make it.

Do you have the
combination to this safe?

CUZO:
No.

What are you doing?

I need a speaker.

Telephone?

Microphone.

He needs a microphone.

[BEEPING]

- Not possible.
- What?

[FAINT CLICKING]

[LOUD CLICK]

I got one.

Way to go.

Get that bomb over here!

Everybody back in the corner!

[LOCK CLICKING]

THORNTON:
Down!

[GROANS]

POLICEMAN:
This way!

[MACHINE GUN FIRING]

[GUNS FIRING]

- Are you in one piece?
- I'm okay.

[GUNS CONTINUE FIRING]

[EXCLAIMS]

POLICEMAN:
Drop your weapons. Now!

[GUN FIRING]

THORNTON: Why doesn't he
just give himself up?

CUZO: K-Force have
no fear of dying.

I got an idea.

[EXCLAIMING]

Drop your weapons
or I break his neck.

He's got MacGyver!

No! He will kill him!

[GROANS]

Don't shoot!

I mean, let's face it.

You might need me
to get you out of this mess.

[GROANING]

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

[VEHICLES PASSING]

[PANTING]

[GROANING]

[TIRES SCREECHING]

Hey! What the...

Drive.

[TIRE BURSTING]

You picked the road.

[SIGHING]
Well, fancy that.

No spare.

Oh, come on.
I'm no threat to you.

There's no reason to kill...

[GROANING]

[EXCLAIMING]
This is nuts.

There's no reason for this!

[MacGYVER GROANING]

Listen to me!

I'm not gonna take it in the back,
and I'm not gonna take it layin' down,

so you're just gonna
have to shoot me face to face!

[WHISPERING]
I can't believe I said that.

You hear me?

I'm comin' out!

[GROANING]

And, no, I'm not crazy.

Just take a good look.

Maybe you'll think twice about
cold-blooded murder, huh?

[GUN COCKING]

Uh, there's a snake behind you.

Hey, I'm not kiddin'.
There's really a snake there.

It's not a trick.

[EXCLAIMS]

[GRUNTS]

[PANTING]

[SIGHING]

Call the command post.

Have all sector commandos
report to my office immediately.

[PANTING]

[SIGHING]

CUZO: My command post reports
they have commandeered a car

on the western outskirts
of the city.

Well, thank God
he's still alive.

His prospects are not good.

Krik sent a recorded message to the
offices of National Television. Listen.

KRIK: People of Romania, this is
Major Krik of the Praetorian Guard.

We have destroyed
President Ceausescu's archives

in order to protect
his followers,

who remain active
in our society.

In addition, the foreign delegation
that was examining the archives

have paid with their lives.

Let this be a warning to
the international community.

We will not tolerate outside
meddling in our internal affairs.

Krik doesn't know
that his mission failed.

He will be humiliated.

And this is what concerns me.

He will transfer that rage
onto MacGyver.

I have deployed ground units
in the entire southern section.

And this is where we will
conduct our helicopter search.

Captain, what are our chances
of finding MacGyver?

Alive?

[SIGHING]

[WATER FLOWING]

[GROANING]

[UNCORKING CANTEEN]

Drink some water.

Why did you do this?

Uh, reflex?

Your feet were elevated.

If I didn't get you turned around,

the venom would have
gone straight to your heart.

Assuming you have one.

Here.

Come on, I know you're thirsty.

[SIGHING]
Look,

we don't have an antidote, and there
doesn't seem to be a phone handy,

so it comes down
to how much poison you took

and how high your tolerance is.

The next couple of hours
should tell the tale.

Of course, it didn't help any,
your chasin' me all over the forest.

The point is, you don't wanna
get dehydrated. Okay?

Attaboy.

[GASPING]

[GASPING]

[MAN CHATTERING ON RADIO]

The government scorns us.

I should not have
delivered the tape recording.

You did as I ordered, Iorga.

- But now we must strike back.
- How, major?

I'm waiting for Victor.

He took an American hostage.

I passed an abandoned vehicle
six kilometers down the road.

The engine was still warm.

It must be them.

Assemble the men.
I want that American.

You feelin' better?

So what's your name, anyway?

Oh, it's okay.
The bullet went right through.

Thanks for askin'.

Listen, we're gonna
have to get movin'.

Tell me
why you came back for me.

Well, it seemed like
a good idea at the time.

Like I said, reflex.

Even if you torture me,

I will not reveal
the location of our outpost.

Oh, I could care less about
the location of your outpost.

Then you think there is
a reward for my capture.

No.

Then it is just for glory.

Glory?

Can't you comprehend
a simple act of humanity?

How were you raised, anyway?

Barracks K-11 was my home
since I was five.

Major Krik was our commandant.

Ceausescu was our father.

Great role model.

Every day from dawn until dark,

we trained to become
the perfect soldiers,

to be part of the K-Force.

Our life's purpose
was very clearly defined.

Exactly what is
your life's purpose?

To defend Father Ceausescu's will
to the death.

Wow.

Well, the training sure works,
I'll give you that.

So you think I'm a threat
to Ceausescu's will, huh?

Yes.

Well, you might be right.

But the important thing here is,

am I a threat to you?

My name is Victor.

MacGyver.

Well, listen, Victor,

I gotta get movin'.

You wanna point me in
the direction of the highway?

[WATER SPLASHING]

They must not have come
toward the farm.

The abandoned car
is a short distance.

Keep moving.

Hey, Victor, come on.
Hold up, huh?

You look like you need a break.

[GROANS]

[BOTH PANTING]

So, uh, how's the fishing
around here, anyway?

What's the matter?

Nothing.

A memory.

It is gone.

Well, listen, why don't we take
half an hour and then move on?

Okay?

I could kill you in your sleep.

[GROANS]
I'm an insomniac.

[SIGHING]
You don't wanna kill me.

How could you be sure?

Human nature.

I do somethin' nice for you,
you do somethin' nice for me.

Like not kill me.

Next thing you know,
we're friends.

On the off-chance I'm wrong

and you get this uncontrollable
desire to do something violent,

why don't you toss a line in that lake
and catch us some lunch?

[SIGHS]

[GROANING]

[INAUDIBLE]

Victor, stop!

It is my duty
not to be captured alive.

You have got
a bigger duty to yourself.

It is the right that a man
should die for what he believes.

Yeah, that's fine!

But how can you know
what that is?

Everything you've seen,
everything you've experienced

has been programmed
by somebody else.

One of us must die.
You choose.

No! That is crazy!

Look, why don't you just...

walk away?

What's stoppin' you from that?
Escape.

This has nothing to do
with duty, does it?

You wanna tell me
what this is all about?

Major Krik
will be looking for us.

Victor, I'm trying to help you.

I will accompany you
as far as the highway.

After that,

I don't know.

Maybe I will disappear
into the countryside.

Major, over here.

Good.

What's the matter?

What you said before

brought back
a long-forgotten memory.

Of fishing.

And friendship.

And death.

That is why
I was trying to kill myself.

Yeah?

Friendship was forbidden
at our barracks.

Major Krik said that personal
allegiances undermined our duty

to Father Ceausescu.

But when I was 11,

I had a very close friend.

Nicolae.

We were ordered to stop spending
time together or face a firing squad.

And this was no idle threat.

Other boys had been executed
for lesser offenses.

Like failure
to compete physically.

But still,

Nicolae and I,

we disobeyed.

You see, he had found
some fishing poles

on the base.

VICTOR: We started
sneaking out at night.

Eventually we were caught.

Major Krik ordered us
to fight to the death.

If we disobeyed,
we would both be shot.

He kept screaming at us
to fight, fight, fight!

He said it was our duty.

We were friends.

We did not want to fight.

But Krik had ordered it.

We had been taught to obey
without question.

So we fought.

And I won.

Nicolae died in my arms.

I held him,
I held him for a long time.

Until I was pulled away.

I've lost friends, too.

Friends that I cared about.

Believe me, I know the pain.

It is all right for you!
But I...

I am a soldier.

Victor,

there was nothing you could do.

I could have lost.

[HELICOPTER APPROACHING]

Pete.

Your colleague?

My friend.

We gotta get to the road.

KRIK:
Victor!

Come on.

Victor, stop him!

Come on, Victor, let's go!

KRIK:
Victor!

I order you, stop the American!

KRIK:
Stop him! Now!

[DOOR OPENING]

Better for you,
Mr. MacGyver,

that you had not awakened.

What's he talkin' about, Victor?

I have chosen you
to play the central role

in my retaliation
against the government.

[GROANING]

Aw, come on, major,

why don't you just give it up?

Ceausescu is dead.

You seem to be the only one
who wants him back.

In time, I might
convince you otherwise.

But, for the moment...

I have a rather elaborate
execution to prepare for.

I did as I was ordered.

Congratulations.

[DOOR SLAMMING SHUT]

Yes, major.

Victor,

was there an incident with MacGyver
that you did not tell me about?

Answer me!

You also looked away when
MacGyver spoke to you. Why?

I am not aware
of doing that, sir.

What kind of capitalist propaganda
did he fill your head with?

Victor, you know that
I am the only one

who cares what happens to you.

Tell me what happened
in the forest!

I was bitten by a viper.

MacGyver saved my life.

Do you know why
he would do such a thing?

He spoke of humanity.

[LAUGHING]

Humanity is an abstraction
for priests and philosophers.

Do you forget who we are?

I only know what I've been told.

I am no longer certain
it is the truth.

The truth is
you were a 5-year-old boy,

unclothed and hungry.

Ceausescu delivered you
from the streets of Bucharest,

just as his family delivered my
family from the Nazis during the war.

We, both of us, owe
Ceausescu a lifetime of devotion

and nothing less.

I also owe a debt to MacGyver.

I am not convinced now
that he is our enemy.

- I think that...
- Soldiers do not think!

They fight!

And you will fight
whomever I say! Is that clear?

Yes, sir.

You were chosen for the
highest honor in Romania!

To become a Praetorian Guard,
the K-Force!

There is your humanity!

[FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING]

[DOOR SLAMMING SHUT]

VICTOR:
Try these.

[GRUNTING]

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

If you go three kilometers
due north of the woods,

you will come to the
abandoned vehicle.

You know the way from there.

- What about him?
- He will not be a problem.

[GROANING]

[GROANING]

[HELICOPTER APPROACHING]

[PANTING]

I'm sorry.
We have to turn back now.

We can't just give up now.

But we're running short of fuel.

[SIGHING]

[HELICOPTER WHIRRING]

[GRUNTING]

Look!

- Where?
- There!

That has got to be MacGyver!

CUZO:
Turn around. Quickly!

Your plan worked.

Well done, Victor.

MacGyver! What a relief.

Take the pilot.

Captain Cuzo,

I've done some checking.

You have a fine reputation.

It is too bad you cooperate
with the enemies of Romania.

You are the enemy, Krik.

MacGyver, you are free to go.

Mr. Thornton,

as director of
the Phoenix Foundation,

is more than adequate
for my plan.

What?

You set me up, didn't you?

It was necessary
to save your life.

You just don't get it, do you?

You think I'd just walk away
and leave my friend to this lunatic?

You're welcome
to share your friend's fate.

Tie up the pilot!

There will be no passenger.

MacGyver, please,
you can't stay.

No, Victor.

I can't leave.

MacGyver!

Forget it, Pete.

I'm stayin'.

Get ready.

MacGyver, it is important
that you understand.

I made the deal with Major Krik
to keep him from killing you.

What about when you slugged me?

Well, Krik gave an order,
and, uh,

reflex.

Let me help.

All of you.

[SIGHS]

I've got a better way.

[WHIRRING LOUDLY]

[SOLDIER GRUNTING]

Come on!

[GROANING]

Get him out of here.
I will hold off the major.

[GUNS CONTINUE FIRING]

I'm goin' back.

[VICTOR'S GUN CLICKING]

You taught me well, major.

[EXCLAIMING]

How are you doin'?

Like you, I will live.

They captured
the remaining K-Force.

What's gonna happen to them?

Oh, they should be shot, but...

But Captain Cuzo is gonna
recommend that they be rehabilitated.

They are young.

We should at least try, hmm?

Hey, hold up.

His life was programmed
right from the start.

Oh, he never had a chance.

Well,

at least he discovered his
own humanity in the end.

That's something, MacGyver.

That's a lot.

[THEME SONG PLAYING]

GIRL: And a lot of people
don't understand

or don't really know
that high above our heads,

a fragile, invisible layer
of ozone

shields the Earth's surface

against dangerous
solar ultraviolet radiation.

But now, we are destroying
this protective shield

by releasing chemicals
into the sky.

This means you and your children

could suffer radiation burn
from the sun.

What can you do about it?

- Yeah.
- Lots of things.

Stop using
polystyrene containers,

aerosols with CFCs in them,

and if you see your air
conditioner is leaking, fix it.

That way, you'll be cool.

This is the junk mail

that came to my house
in one year.

Now, the junk mail that
America receives in one day

could produce enough energy

to heat a quarter of a million
homes for that same day.

A quarter of a million.

Now, let's face it.
Do we want this stuff? No.

Do we need it? No.

Well, then, why not stop it

and put that energy to good use?

Heating homes.

MacGYVER: Now, here you'll
find locations for recycling centers

and phone numbers for any
questions you might have.

MacGyver, where is Breeze?

He's supposed to be
doing recycling.

You are supposed to be getting
volunteers for river and stream cleanup.

I don't know where he is, Pete.

Now, this flyer

will tell you how to recycle
plastic, and glass, and paper.

As a matter of fact,

why don't you recycle this
when you're done with it, okay?

[ALL LAUGHING]

You know, Breeze and his
friends set this whole thing up.

It's gonna be a real shame
if he doesn't make it at all.

Okay, Pete, you're right.
I'll give him a call. Here.

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

Here you go.

[RINGING]

Talk fast,
I got a planet to save.

Yeah, well, you're supposed to be
doin' it from here. Where are you?

I had to work overtime
at the garage.

I'm on my way though. Gone.

[TRAFFIC HUMMING]

Hang tough, Mother Nature.

The Breeze is on the way.

I don't like it.

The scales of justice
are balancin'

and not in my favor.

Get--Get--
Get out of here, junkie.

You're gonna damage my image.

Besides, you don't have
enough bread for a loan.

I got this.

It's loaded.

And ready to go.
It's worth 10 nickels.

Three.

Take it...

or you can leave it.

[TIRES SQUEALING]

[POLICE SIREN BLARING]

Stop right there!

Police! Hold it!

[GROANS]

[TIRES SQUEALING]

Officer down, officer down!

Requesting an ambulance,
1600 Hastings.

FEMALE DISPATCHER: All units,
all frequencies, stand by.

Suspects wanted for ADW
against a police officer.

Last seen proceeding
westbound on Davies

in a beige 1976 Dodge.

Suspect vehicle license,
letters only,

- [TIRES SQUEALING]
- Nora, Ida, Ocean.

That's it!

[SIRENS BLARING]

[CRASHING]

Rudy!
Are you all right, man?

[SIREN BLARING]

Oh, Rudy, man, what did you do?

You get out of here, man.

You don't even know me,
you hear me?

Hold it!

Mr. Cutter!
Mr. Cutter, it's me!

OFFICER:
4-Adam-16.

DISPATCHER:
4-Adam-16, go ahead.

I've got one suspect in
the 400 block Pine Street.

Requesting backup.
The suspect is presumed armed.

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

Center.

MacGyver, it's me.

Hey, where are you?
You're missin' everything.

BREEZE: Not everything.
MacGyver, listen.

[PANTING]

I'm at the garage.
I'm in big trouble.

Hel...

Help me, please.

CRAWLEY [ON BULLHORN]:
This is your last warning.

The building is surrounded.

You've got 30 seconds left.

Come out with your hands up,
or we're gonna come in for you.

SERGEANT: All right.
Break out the tear gas.

Okay, stand by to fire.

Wait!
Hold it.

Who let him through?

Come on, I'm with the
Phoenix Foundation.

I know this kid.

Give me a chance to talk to him.
I'll get him to come out.

You're gonna get yourself killed.
Now, get out of here!

Okay. Do it.

Breeze! It's me. MacGyver!

SERGEANT:
Hold your fire!

What's that fool doin'?

Everything's gonna be okay!
Come out!

They think I shot a cop,
MacGyver.

It ain't gonna be okay!

Breeze, don't make things worse!

Get out of the way!
He's got a gun!

No! He does not have a gun!

He's comin' out!

Aren't you, Breeze?

He's comin' out.

[SOBBING]

[WHISPERING]
Oh, come on, man.

Breeze.

I'm right here.

[SOBBING]

Don-- Don't leave me, MacGyver.

I didn't do nothin', I swear!

I'm not goin' anywhere.

I'm here with you.

I'm here.

FEMALE NEWSREADER [ON TV]:
In the news,

the bullet which yesterday took
the life of Officer Richard Cromwell,

was found to be fired
from the same gun

which was used 20 years ago
by Doman Yashir

to assassinate
then presidential candidate,

Senator David R. Harrison.

This startling discovery
was made by Dr. Lloyd Fisher

who was part of
the forensic team

which investigated the
assassination of Senator Harrison.

Earlier this afternoon,

a press conference
was held by Dr. Fisher.

FISHER [ON TV]: I realized
immediately that the bullet came

from the same kind of gun
that killed the senator.

It's an unusual gun.

Out of curiosity,

and because I was
so closely involved

in the investigation
of the senator's death,

I made a close comparison.

FISHER:
As you see,

the striations of the
two bullets are identical.

There is no doubt whatsoever,

they came from the same gun.

[TELEPHONE RINGING]

[GUNS CLICKING]

[MACHINERY HUMMING]

EVERS:
Yeah.

Who should I say is calling?

Right. Just a minute.

Zamora is on the phone.

Yes, Mr. Zamora?

Mr. Maddox,

did you hear on the television
about the Harrison gun?

The Harrison gun?

The gun Doman Yashir used
to assassinate Senator Harrison.

Yes, I know that.

I just don't understand
the significance, Mr. Zamora.

A policeman was
shot with it yesterday.

It's missing. I want you
to get it. Find it for me.

Get it for me!

What?

Pay you anything.
Whatever it takes.

Uh, Mr. Zamora,

I--I-- I'm in the middle of
shipping you hundreds of AK-47s,

grenade launchers,
sniper rifles.

Yes, you are, and I'm asking you
to add one more gun to that order.

Is that too much to ask?

No, no, no, of course not.

Uh, ahem, who am I
supposed to get it from?

They arrested a young man
for the shooting.

Get him out of jail,
make him tell you where it is.

I'll see what I can do just as
soon as I make your delivery.

Not after! Now!

Mr. Zamora,
be reasonable.

You want me to drop
everything for a single handgun?

Since you are incapable
of understanding this,

I will explain it to you.

Maybe all you can see when you
look at this gun is a piece of metal,

but this gun is different,
Mr. Maddox.

This gun changed the world
with a single act of violence.

It is a symbol.
A holy relic.

Placed in the right hands,

it could be held up to desperate
men and make their blood boil.

This gun symbolizes anarchy,

violent overthrow,
a change in the world order!

It could also be used

as a rallying point
to create new markets

and profits, for both of us.

Get me that gun, Mr. Maddox,

or there will be
no more business between us.

Uh, there's a kid in jail for
that cop killing yesterday.

See if his bail is set.

I want to spring him.

What's this all about?

Zamora wants me
to get him the Harrison gun.

What? The guy's a nut.

Yeah.

He's a nut who can pull his order
and put me into bankruptcy.

Zamora's our only connection
to the Middle East,

and sporting goods stores aren't
enough to cover the overhead.

So, get the kid out of jail.

Lots of information
to get through.

Yeah, well, I don't see any
other way to the real killer

except through that gun.

Yeah. Even that's a long shot.

THORNTON: Twenty years' worth
of files on the Harrison gun.

I've never seen
anything like it.

Police records show
that the Harrison gun

was a very rare Czechoslovakian

seven-shot Rupper,
7.5 millimeter.

And it was sold at a
police auction after the trial.

Auction?

Isn't that kind of a weird
thing for police to do?

Yeah, well,
some departments still do it.

For the revenue, I guess.

Sold to a man named
Philip Orwell, gun dealer,

and stolen a few weeks later
in a robbery.

MacGYVER:
What's that say?

Ah. Six years ago,

a Mrs. Mary Dryden
was killed

by a stray bullet
in a drive-by shooting.

The Harrison gun...

And it was released
and sold at auction again.

Oh, man, it's like that gun
has a life of its own.

Yeah, a very active one.

Who bought it?

A man named Martin Jenkins.

And that's it.

No mention of what
happened to it after that.

[SIGHING]

Well, listen,
at least it's a name.

Why don't you check
the telephone listings?

I'm gonna go down
and see our lawyers.

See if they had any luck getting
bail established for Breeze.

LAURA:
Todd?

- [KNOCKING ON DOOR]
- Todd!

Todd!

You swore to Daddy.

You swore to a dying man
you'd stop.

You're a liar.

I tried.

Just--Just leave me alone!

Todd, this is very important.

Listen to me.

You stole the gun.

Did you kill that policeman?

I don't know what
you're talkin' about, Laura.

It's in the newspaper, Todd.

A policeman was shot
with the Harrison gun.

I was hurtin'.

I needed to get straight.

I took the wrong gun!

- It's worth a fortune.
- Todd!

Todd, you can't go out
like that! Todd!

Well, any luck?

Well, Jenkins was killed in
a car crash four years ago.

His wife said he sold the gun,

but there's no record
of who bought it.

Well, I got one
little bit of good news.

They did set bail for Breeze.

$25,000. Here.

Take this down, talk to Bernie,
and get him released.

Thanks, Pete.

Don't thank me.

I was born a warm
and wonderful human being.

Hey, he's out already.

H-Here's your check
for the bail.

'Course, I'm gonna have to
charge you $50 for my trouble.

- What do you mean, he's out?
- You know, out.

Like no longer incarcerated,
a prisoner no longer.

Somebody else
already sprung him.

I could take that $50 now,
save you a lot of trouble.

Bernie, who got him out?

Who got him out, uh...

See now, the check was signed
by some guy named Maddox

from a Maddox Weapons.

About that $50...

BERNIE:
It's okay, MacGyver.

I'll bill Phoenix, no trouble.

Do you have an appointment, sir?

Yeah, with a Mr. Maddox.

Mr. Maddox is
in weapons assembly.

Didn't say anything about
having an appointment.

Well, that's up to you,
it's just an order.

Why don't you have him make
another appointment with me,

I'll see if I'm available, okay?

Hey, hey, not so fast.

Just asking.

In there.

[MACHINERY HUMMING]

[MEN CHATTERING]

[GUNS CLICKING]

I want the gun you
used on that policeman.

I'll pay you $1,000 for it.

BREEZE: I never even saw
the gun till the shooting started.

All right,
let's say that's true.

You know who did
use it, don't you?

Same $1,000 if you find him for us.

I keep telling you
I don't know him.

I wanna go home now, okay?

And don't worry about
that bail thing. I'll show.

MacGyver.
That's my friend, MacGyver.

It's okay.

He wants the Harrison gun.

I told him I didn't
know anythin' about it.

Wants it real bad.

Don't you have enough guns?

What do you need
another one for, huh?

Guns are my business.

When there's a demand,
I supply it.

Yeah, so I see.

It's in the Constitution,
Mr. MacGyver.

People have a right
to bear arms.

The Second Amendment.
Yeah, I know.

You really should
read that sometime.

It has a lot to say about things
like the security of a free state

and a well-regulated militia.

But I'd be willin' to bet

this batch isn't headed for
the National Guard, am I right?

I see, you're one of those.

Yeah, I'm one of those.

I just can't help it.
You know, I got this thing

about innocent people
bein' shot down in the streets

or through the walls
of their homes.

You know, like babies, cops,

housewives,
presidential candidates.

Well, you know what they say.

Guns don't kill people.
People do.

Is that anything like
hydrogen bombs don't kill people?

It's the people
who set them off.

Mr. MacGyver, I'm not gonna get
into this tired old debate with you.

I've offered your friend
$1,000 for the gun.

Well, he doesn't seem to have it.

- Do you have it?
- No.

He doesn't have it.

So I guess we'll be leavin'.

Come on, Breeze,
let's get out of here.

Thanks, MacGyver, that guy
was workin' up to somethin'.

Who was it, Breeze?

- Who was what?
- Who shot the cop?

I keep tellin' everybody,
I don't know.

- A car crashed, I went over to help...
- Oh, come on, man.

We've been friends a long time.

I know when you're lying.

Look, Breeze,
I know you didn't do it.

But they're still gonna
try you for murder.

Well, I'll take my chances.

The only one you've got
is to find that killer.

I do not hand brothers
to the man!

Brothers?

People who shoot other
people down in the streets

are not your brothers!

You don't understand!

No, you don't understand!

That gun is your only chance.

This is not fair.

Life's not fair!

That gun killed a man

who might have been
president of the United States.

Last night,
it killed a policeman.

In between, it killed a woman
who was just crossing the street.

Now she probably would have
liked to see her kids grow up.

And they probably
didn't think it was fair

when their hearts were broken!

And that's not worth
being a snitch for?

Is that what you're tellin' me?

His name's Rudy Gibbs.

He's a pusher.

You were protecting a pusher?

We knew each other
all our lives.

Got sent to camp together.

You ever wonder why I got into
all that Save The Planet stuff?

It was a little
out of character.

It was that summer.

Me and Rudy got on that bus,
and we were tough, man.

Two weeks in the country
seemed like nowhere to go to us.

I saw all that green grass
and I was gone.

I couldn't get enough air
and water and green grass.

I'd lay down,
roll down that hill

10 times a day just to smell it.

[SIGHING] Somethin' inside
of me changed forever.

But Rudy,
he--he was already crippled

from the pavement
and the ghetto.

It was like his insides had
already turned to concrete.

You understand what
I'm sayin' to you, MacGyver?

I know him.

It's hard, man.

DUKE: It's the gun
you got from the kid!

Look at it.

It killed Harrison, man.

It's worth some big bucks.

What did you do with it?
You still got it?

No, I... I threw it down
a sewer on Collins.

All right, which one?

I--I--I don't know,
maybe near Second Avenue.

All right, let's go get it.

No way.
I'm not goin' near it, man.

Look, I iced a cop
with that gun.

Fine.

But if I find it,
I'm keepin' everything, man.

Go for it.

Todd.

[SIGHING]

What are you doing here?

Trying to keep you
out of trouble.

Well, I don't need you.
Go home.

You're still high on crack,
aren't you?

Todd, come home now.

What are you doing here?

It's the gun.

Don't you get it?

Oh, I-- I'm sick of your nagging
and I'm sick of your whining.

I'm sick of you.

When Rudy's not
hustlin' on the street,

he's in here hustlin'.

I'll go in and ask around.

[CAR ENGINE STARTS]

[GRUNTS]

Mine!

[BOTH GRUNTING]

[GUN FIRES]

[GROANING]

[TODD EXCLAIMING]

[GROANS]

[GROANING]

Breeze?

It's Rudy, man.

Rudy!

[SOBBING]

He's got the gun.

He's got the gun.

[RUDY GASPING]

Yeah, I'm holding.

Hey, what'd the doctor say?

It's not a concussion.

So unfortunately I'm
gonna live for the execution.

Yeah, Tom, go ahead.

Okay, thanks.

Well, I just got the ballistics report
on the bullet that killed Rudy.

Oh, uh, let me guess.

You got it.
The Harrison gun.

So, what are you messin'
with this computer for?

Rudy's dead.

And you can forward
my mail to death row.

Hey, you told me somebody else
was with Rudy.

We're not beat yet, okay?

Well, it wasn't the guy at the
wreckin' yard. I told you that, too.

And you know, you're not gonna
find either one of 'em in there.

Yeah? Well,
I'm not looking for them.

I'm looking for the girl I saw
outside the wrecking yard.

- What?
- Yeah, I think I've seen her before

and the car she was driving,
somewhere in here.

MacGYVER:
Yeah.

Laura Fowler.

She attended a ceremony
honoring her father

for his efforts on gun control

and other services
to the Harrison Foundation.

Wait, now I remember.
Fowler, Frank Fowler,

was one of the detectives in charge
of investigating the assassination.

He died about a year ago.

What does she got to do
with the Harrison gun?

[SIGHING]
Good question.

[RINGING]

[MAN CHATTERING]

Hello.

Word is on the street that, uh,

Mr. Maddox's interested
in, uh, rare guns.

Maybe one special gun.

Who is this?

It'll cost him $50,000.

He ought to be back
in a couple of minutes.

Uh, look, give me your number.

Uh, I'll call back.

[TRUCK APPROACHING]

Todd?

What's wrong?

Uh, nothin'. Uh, uh,
I'm--I'm not here is all.

All right? I-- I'm just
not here. Understand?

What exactly did he say?

Special rare gun.

What else could it be?

All right. Did he give
you a phone number?

Well, he didn't give it,
but we got it.

Good. Trace it.
Get the address.

[DIALING]

[RINGING]

MADDOX:
Mr. Zamora.

Mr. Maddox, I hope you're
calling about the Harrison gun.

As a matter of fact, I am.

You have...
You--You have the gun?

I will.
Meet me here at 5:00.

You can accept delivery
of your shipment,

as well as the Harrison gun.

I'll be there, Mr. Maddox.

A-And, please,
don't disappoint me.

LAURA: Yes, I was
at the wrecking yard.

MacGYVER:
Yeah, I know you were.

And a few minutes later,
a kid was killed.

I don't know anything
about that.

Well, the bullet came
from the Harrison gun.

Maybe you know something
about that.

I don't know anything.
Could you just please leave?

Do you expect me to believe

that you and the Harrison gun
being at the wrecking yard

at the same time
was just a coincidence?

Lady, they think
I shot that cop.

I didn't.

But if I don't find me
a witness, I'm gonna fry.

Please, lady.

Your father
bought the gun, right?

Is this where it was kept?

Please?

My dad loved Senator Harrison.

When he found out
he was running for president,

he was so happy.

And when the senator died,

it was like losing a member
of our own family.

It broke Dad's heart.

He worked 24 hours a day
to convict Yashir.

It became so personal.

And when he finally
thought it was over,

when he could finally say
there was an end to everything,

the gun popped up again
and killed somebody else.

Daddy bought it and
put it here with the others.

It was like a superstition.

I think Daddy thought
the guns were cursed.

He was guarding them.

He thought as--as long as
he could see them,

nothing could happen.

I know that sounds silly.

No.

I understand.

Where's the gun now?

Who's back there?

It's my brother.

Todd's not well.
He needs help.

LAURA:
Please don't hurt him! Todd!

[CAR HORN HONKING]

Maybe his sister knows
where he hangs out.

Any idea where your
brother might have ran off to?

What's the matter?

[GUN COCKING]

It appears we're all
looking for the same guy.

Come on, get out.

What are all these
people doing here?

Wyatt?

Her brother's the one
that called about the gun.

These two came in
while we were there.

Her brother never showed up.

Your brother has my gun.
Where is he?

- Where is he?
- I don't know.

He ran away
when he saw us, okay?

[TELEPHONE RINGING]

I don't believe this.
This is totally out of control.

Not only have you lost my gun,

you have identified me, idiot!

It's the guy with the gun.

- MADDOX: This is Maddox.
- I called before.

- You have the gun?
- TODD: Yeah.

Uh, the other guy tell you
I wanted $50,000?

Yes.

Pier 9 in an hour.
Bring the gun.

We have the Harrison gun.

I'll give it to you along with the
shipment at your freighter. Agreed?

They can identify me along with
the illegal shipment of weapons.

Well, what do you want from me?

Only your silence,
Mr. Maddox.

I'll take care of them.
You get my gun.

Oh, I don't like this.

I didn't wanna kill anybody.

I'll do it at sea.

Away from you.

Have them put
into the cargo container.

WOMAN: No, Mr. Thornton,
still no word from MacGyver.

I'll let you know
the moment I hear something.

BREEZE:
Oh, man, this is great.

Maybe there's something we
can blast the doors open with.

LAURA:
What's he doing?

BREEZE: He's trying
to get us out of here.

Just relax, that's what he does.

Laura?

Yeah, right.
Number two cable over here.

MAN 1:
Ah, yeah, that's it.

A little more, though.

[MAN CHATTERING]

MAN 1:
All set?

MAN 2:
Yeah.

I think that's him.

I'm gonna go down and see.

Have you got it?

LAURA: It's Todd.
He's brought the gun.

[GROANS]

[ENGINE ROARING]

[RATTLING]

You guys get these straps off.

- Okay, we got the straps off.
- What now?

Attach them on the back wall
and strap yourself in.

I'll be right there.

[GROANING]

MacGyver? Breeze?
What happened to them?

The Harrison gun.

I promised you war
and profit, my friend.

This will contribute to both.

All right, ready?

[ELECTRIC BUZZING]

[BOTH SCREAMING]

[DOORS CLANGING]

THORNTON: Everyone agreed
that the problem of crime guns

finding their way
back to the streets,

required an aggressive solution.

[CAMERAS CLICKING]

And so, through the good
offices of Chief Cooke,

the police department, in association
with the Phoenix Foundation,

is beginning a new program

of destroying,
rather than auctioning off,

weapons that have been
used in crimes.

- Chief Cooke.
- Thank you.

[PEOPLE CLAPPING]

This is a program

I've been looking forward
to implementing for some time.

Now, that's not to say
that there's not

a legitimate gun market
out there

for decent people
who want to hunt

or get some private practice
in at the range.

But I've been convinced

that we don't need
to recycle crime guns

back into our community.

Hear, hear.

Now's the time
for the real ceremony.

Breeze?

- [CAMERAS CLICKING]
- I was born with guns.

I grew up with them.

I discovered green grass
and trees and clean air later.

So I guess I'm an expert.

On this subject at least.

We need to get rid of
everything that pollutes our planet.

So today, we're gonna get rid
of another kind of pollution,

'cause it will not do any good
to save the Earth,

if there's nobody here
to enjoy it.

This is my friend, Laura Fowler.

To begin this ceremony,
I'd like to donate

my father's collection
of crime guns,

including the Harrison gun,

which has done
the last of its damage.

[PEOPLE CHEERING]

Well, that is about 1,000 guns

that nobody is gonna use
on anybody else.

Yeah. A 1,000 down.

Only a 100 million to go.

[THEME SONG PLAYING]

To the Wilsons,

and the snows
of Mount Kilimanjaro.

ALL:
To the Wilsons.

BRETT:
Really nice place...

[HOLLY CHATTERING]

Hey, Brett.
Get a load of this.

Your little friend
is out like a light.

I couldn't get rid of her, okay?

Relax.

What she doesn't know
won't hurt her.

[CAR APPROACHING]

Uh-oh. Trouble.

The maid.

Uh, I thought you said
you checked on the maid.

It's her day off.
I saw her leave.

Yeah, right.

All right, nobody panic.

I'll grab the loot,
you guys split.

We'll meet back at the club.

- [FINGER SNAPPING]
- Lisa.

- Lisa.
- Huh?

Lisa, come on.

Come on, Lisa.
We got to get out of here.

All right.

Who are you?
What do you want?

What do you want?

[SCREAMING]

KILEY: Thanks for comin'
at this late hour.

I'm really sorry to drag you
down here, MacGyver.

Well, did you get a name
on this kid?

No. She still insists
she'll only talk to you.

Nobody else.

Well, that's weird.

Yeah, I think she's involved
in that string of burglaries

out on Royal Beach.

Uh-oh. Here we go.

Hi, MacGyver.

Lisa?

Uh, Lisa who?

Woodman.

- Her father's Eric Woodman.
- Oh, that big Wall Street guy.

Whoopee.

You want to tell me
what's goin' on here?

Nothing.
Absolutely nothing.

That's why I had them call you
instead of my parents.

At least you'll listen.

Uh, thanks.

All right, so sit down.
I'm listening.

I did not break
into Darlene's house.

She's my friend. I know where
she hides her house key.

I'm on the outs
with my parents, okay?

This afternoon
they freaked me out.

They could yell and shout all
they wanted to. I was out of there.

I knew the Wilsons were on vacation,
so I crashed at their place.

Uh, uh, Detective Kiley
said there was a burglary?

Yeah, and a maid was hurt.
He won't let me forget it.

But I didn't do it, MacGyver.

I might have left the door unlocked,
but I was so tired.

All I could think about
was goin' to sleep.

Oh, yeah.
Booze does that to you.

You were drinking?

How many times do
I have to tell you people?

I ate a bunch of candy cordials.

You know the kind with
the real liquor in the middle?

That's what they smelled
on my breath.

Uh-huh. Yeah.

MacGyver,
have I ever lied to you?

BRETT:
What took you guys so long?

Whoo! Was that a trip!

That was close.

Too close.

Aw, come on, Holly,
that's what it's all about.

The excitement.
The hunt.

Or as my old man,
Arthur B. Reynolds,

the great white hunter
would say,

"The thrill of the hunt."

I don't think my folks would
ever cut me off without a dime

like your father did.

Well, you didn't
flunk out of Stanford.

Oh, no, no, wait a minute here.

I didn't flunk out.

I mean, you've got to
go to classes to flunk out.

[ALL LAUGHING]

Brett, your dad was
paying the bills.

He had the money.

You know,
my dad used to always say,

"Get a job, do somethin'
with that brain of yours."

Well, I'm usin' it.

Here, put this
with the other stuff.

Where's Lisa?

Beats me. Once we split the house,
everybody was on their own.

Why don't you give her a call,
make sure she got home okay.

What's happening?
I thought we were out of here.

Adam, come on, we just scored!

Kick back, savor the moment.

We're cool here.

The maid answered.
She's not at home.

- You didn't say anything?
- No.

I knew we shouldn't have
let her tag along.

I didn't hear anybody complaining
when Lisa paid for all the beer.

Hey, she's the one that wanted to
impress us with all her credit cards.

Time-out.

Holly will talk to her
at school tomorrow, okay?

It'll be fine.

And if it isn't?

Then Lisa's got a problem,
doesn't she?

KATHERINE:
Lisa?

Look at you!

Where have you been, young lady?

Out.

MacGyver, what...

- What are you doing here?
- Uh...

Can we talk?

Well, sure. In here.

- We were worried sick.
- Sure you were.

Lisa, don't start!

Start what?

I'm flattered you even
noticed I was gone.

Look at your hair.

Uh, Katherine, Eric,
I think that can wait.

What MacGyver is trying
to say is I've been busted.

Busted?

A house was robbed
and a maid assaulted.

The police found
Lisa inside. Asleep.

Huh, naturally you think
I'm guilty.

Which I am not!

You were with Holly again,
weren't you?

We know you weren't in
school today. They called.

I got Lisa released into my custody,
but there will be a hearing.

Oh, Lord.

Sorry if it's an inconvenience.

That's it, young lady.
You go up to your room right now.

This minute, go!

Like I told you, MacGyver,
we don't get along too well.

[SIGHING]

Will somebody tell me
what's goin' on here?

I wish I knew.

We're at our wits end.

You should have seen
her last report card.

- Three "D's" and two "F's."
- Lisa?

Not to mention,
15 unexcused absences.

Well, what is it?
What's goin' on?

KILEY: You have good reason
to be concerned, MacGyver.

Lisa Woodman lied to you.

We contacted the Wilsons.

There's no daughter
named Darlene

and they've never heard of Lisa.

And about her not drinking?

Take a look at the
arresting officer's report.

"Pronounced odor of alcohol,
slurred speech, poor coordination."

Yeah. It takes a lot more than
candy cordials to get that ripped.

Well, that could explain
her behavior.

Uh, let me guess.

Lying, problems at home,

rotten grades, new friends.

Alcohol related?

It's nothing new.

Five million American kids
abuse alcohol

by the time
they hit the 12th grade.

Look, MacGyver, I hate to,
uh, burst your bubble,

but whatever the reason,
Lisa was in on the Wilson job.

Meaning she better pray that
maid makes it out of intensive care.

[BELL RINGING]

[KIDS CHATTERING]

HOLLY:
Lisa, wait up!

- [CAR HONKING]
- Holly.

I've been looking
all over for you.

What happened yesterday?

Nothing happened. Why?

You didn't know I was arrested?

Arrested? Where?

At the Wilson house.

Lisa, no.

How come you guys
didn't wake me up?

We did. You must have
fallen back asleep.

The police said
the place was robbed.

And a maid pushed down
a flight of stairs.

Holly, I can't
remember anything.

It wasn't us, was it?

Really, Lisa...

I mean, partying
at a friend's beach house

without permission is one thing,

but robbing and
hurting someone? No way.

Somebody must have broken in
while you were zonked out.

That's what I told the police.

What else did you tell them?

Lisa?

MacGyver.

Meet my best friend, Holly.

- Hi.
- Hi.

Holly's a senior.
And head cheerleader.

What are you doing here?

I'd like to talk to you.
Maybe I can give you a ride home?

Well, gotta run.
See you, Lisa.

I'm the only 9th grader
Holly even talks to.

Is that good?

Never mind.
You wouldn't understand.

Yeah, there seems to be
a lot I don't understand.

Oh. Well, what now?

Well, you lied to me yesterday.

I'd like to know why.

[CAR HONKING]

And the police report said

you smelled of alcohol,
your speech was slurred,

and your coordination was lousy.

What else am I supposed to think?

Okay, I lied. There.
Are you happy?

No.

I wanna know
what really happened.

I cut classes to go
to a beach party.

There was a lot of beer
and stuff and...

Well, I didn't wanna
be a drag, so I had a few.

Yeah. Then what?

I got sick, then I got sleepy.

Someone said the Wilson
house had an open window.

So I climbed in and looked
for a place to lie down and die.

That's all I can remember.

Now, why didn't you tell that
to the police in the first place?

[SCOFFS]

And let my mother and
father know I'd been drinking?

Come on, MacGyver,
what's the big deal?

Didn't you experiment
when you were a kid?

Yeah. Once.
When I was 11.

You see?

Freddie Mapes and I
put away a six-pack

in less than an hour one time.

- You got loaded?
- Yeah.

I kept telling myself
it tasted great.

But all of a sudden I didn't
know what I was doing.

I couldn't walk straight,
I couldn't talk straight.

For me, there was nothing
to like about it.

Freddie liked it just fine.

So much so that
it cost us our friendship.

Because he wasn't
as perfect as you?

No.

Because five years later
he got drunk

and wrapped his dad's car
around a tree.

His girlfriend is now
a paraplegic.

And Freddie is dead.

[SIGHING]

You really think I have a
drinking problem, don't you?

- I don't know.
- Well, I don't!

I was just doing what every
other kid does. Including you.

All right. Fine.

But will you do me a favor?

I want you
to take a little test.

It's called "Twenty
questions for adolescents."

A lot of schools are
starting to use this approach.

It's kind of new.

They're just trying to get the kids
to be honest with themselves.

So, there's no lecturing,
no hassling, no parents.

Just you and the pencil.

"Do you use alcohol or
drugs to build self-confidence?"

If anybody should take
this test, it's my mother.

Lisa, this isn't
about anybody else.

It's about you.

Now, come on, it'll only
take a couple of minutes.

Then I'll take you home,
all right?

[SIGHING]

"Do you ever drink or get high

immediately after you have a
problem at home or at school?"

No way.

"Have you ever missed school
due to alcohol or drugs?"

You can relax, MacGyver,
I'm not an alcoholic.

KATHERINE:
Lisa!

Up here, please.

Excuse us a moment, MacGyver.
Eric's in his study.

David, trust me.
Langston has to sell.

We're the only game in town.

All right, you, too.

MacGyver.

Eric, I'd like to talk
to you about Lisa.

Again?

Lisa's all we talk about
around here.

Yeah, well, I think I know why.

Well, glad somebody does.
I'm all ears.

She's been drinking.

How much and for how long,
I don't know.

But it could be a problem.

Lisa drinking?

Impossible.
We would've known.

Eric, I know it sounds
like a cliché,

but sometimes
parents are the last to know.

The warning signs
are definitely there.

What warning signs?

The lying, staying out
till all hours,

mood changes,
sudden drop in grades.

LISA:
Daddy!

Daddy, would you please
get Mother off my back?

Your father has already seen
the photostats of your signature.

Lisa used my credit card to
charge enough food to feed an army.

- Mother!
- What is the matter with you?

- Nothing is the matter with me.
- I give up.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!
C-Can I say something here?

You've already said something.

Well then, why isn't
anybody listening?

Look, I've known you guys
for a long time.

I love you all,
I consider you my friends.

So, please trust me when
I tell you that as a family,

it looks like
you're falling apart.

MacGyver thinks
Lisa's becoming an alcoholic.

- Oh, Eric!
- What?

I hate you, MacGyver!

I hate you!

All I said was that
she could have a problem.

A teenager can abuse alcohol
and not be an alcoholic.

In fact, some researchers say it
could start with a defective gene.

I beg your pardon?

Are you suggesting alcoholism
runs in the family?

That is a horrible thing to say!

I'm not being judgmental here.

I think it's time you left,
MacGyver.

I'm just trying to help!

Well, I'll tell you how you can
do it. Get out of this house, now!

- Oh, come on, Eric. Come on.
- Get out! And don't come back!

And I thought he was our friend.

Look who just left
for the Congo.

We're back in business.

Brett, you didn't tell me
about the maid getting hurt.

Well, she got in my way.

She just fell down a couple of stairs.
She's gonna be all right.

How'd you find out about that?

I talked to Lisa.

The police found her
at the Wilson house.

Oh, great.
What'd she tell 'em?

I don't know. Some guy
named MacGyver interrupted us

before I could find out.

Was he a cop?

I don't know.

But he wanted to
talk to Lisa real bad.

We better check her out.

Bye, Hanna.

Hey, Lisa.
Ready for school?

Sure.

- Hi, Brett.
- Hi.

Hey, I got a better idea.
Why don't we go to the beach?

Sounds cool to me.
How about you?

Gee. I don't know.
I'm in enough trouble already.

Folks again?

They're threatening
to send me back

to private school
in Switzerland.

So, what difference
does it make?

Nothing you do pleases them.

BRETT: Hey, look at
the bright side.

If you get 'em mad enough,
they'll never speak to you again.

You're right.
Let's do it.

KILEY:
I--I don't believe my ears.

You mean you actually agree with me
that Lisa was in on the Wilson job?

Mike, what I said was

I thought she might be
hanging out with whoever did it.

I know she's not a thief.

So, what do you want from me?

Well, help me find out
who they are.

Mike, come on,
you're my last hope.

Her parents want
nothin' to do with me.

I really hit a nerve with them.

Come on, you had to have
come up with something.

Look, I have got nothing.

What, not even fingerprints?

MacGyver, I've got six
burglary victims, all on vacation.

That's it.

Well, what about airlines?
Destinations for those people.

Nothing connects.
I got the vouchers right here.

Mind if I take a look?

[SIGHING]

Attaboy.

Listen, uh, spread the word.

If everything
checks out with Lisa,

I've got the perfect gig set up.

ADAM: How do you know
she's gonna level with us?

Trust me.

This stuff is better
than truth serum.

And she can't get enough of it.

[MUSIC PLAYING ON STEREO]

Here you go, Lisa.

Oh, gosh.
I can't, Brett.

What's the matter?
Your mom and dad?

MacGyver.

MacGyver?
What's he to you?

My best friend.

Until he called me a drunk.

There's no way
I'm gonna give him

or my parents the satisfaction.

How are they gonna know?

They aren't.

I mean, unless one beer is
gonna put you over the edge.

Out of control.

I can stop any time I want.

Hmm. That's what
they all say, Lisa.

Okay. I'll prove it.

One beer.
Then I got to go, okay?

Hey, Mike.

We've got
a common denominator here.

All these tickets were booked
through the same travel agency.

Safari Gun and Travel Club.

Right. It's the only agency in
Royal Beach. Everybody uses 'em.

[TELEPHONE RINGING]

It could mean something,
you know.

Kiley. Yeah, Bill.

Lisa Woodman?
Yeah, yeah, I got it.

That's Detective Lubash,
Homicide.

The Wilson maid just died.

They wanna talk to Lisa.

Oh, man.

I'll tell you what.
You wanna help me out?

You bring Lisa down here,

and I'll check out
this travel agency.

Got it.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

[ADAM WHOOPING]

ADAM:
All right, Lisa!

[ADAM LAUGHING]

Whoa. Whoa.

[PANTING]

Help yourself.

Oh, if MacGyver
could only see you now.

Don't mention that name.

What is he, a cop?

No. He's an ex-friend.

[SEAGULLS CAWING]

How'd the house check out?

Perfect, secluded,
no alarm system.

But we gotta forget
about ripping it off.

- What are you talkin' about?
- I just heard it on the news.

That maid you pushed
down the stairs, she's dead.

- She's dead, man!
- Jonathan, shh, shh, shh.

Take it easy.
Slow down.

That's murder. The police find out
and we'll all end up in jail.

So, who says
they're gonna find out?

'Cause that little brat's gonna
tell 'em just to save her own skin.

Don't bet on it.

Just go down and join the fun.

I'll take care
of everything, okay?

Sure, Brett.
Whatever you say.

HOLLY:
What's the matter?

Nothing. Why don't
you go home for a while?

Relax,
I'll call you later, okay?

Brett, what's wrong?
What's goin' on?

The maid died.

We're gonna have to do
somethin' about Lisa.

Brett, you wouldn't
hurt her, would you?

Holly, you've been in on
this thing from the beginning.

If Lisa talks, you go to jail
with the rest of us.

- I know...
- Holly.

I said I'd take care of it.

Now, just go home.
Go on.

Hey, Holly?

What are you doing here?

I'm lookin' for Lisa.

Well, I certainly don't know
where she is.

Well, that's weird.

The Woodman's maid said

you and a friend picked
her up on the way to school.

Well, that must have been
someone else. It wasn't me.

Goin' somewhere?

I'm gonna visit
my grandmother's.

You're gonna miss
an awful lot of school.

Holly,

Lisa's your friend.
If you have any idea...

Lisa's a bratty 9th grader
who won't leave me alone.

- That's all she is, okay?
- Hey, look,

a woman died this morning.
They're trying to blame Lisa for it.

Look, I don't have...

HOLLY: What a mess.
Look what you made me do!

Is this your boyfriend?

Yeah. Sort of.

What's his name?

Brett.

Brett. Does he belong
to that gun club?

His father owns the place.

So, that'd give him full run
of the facilities, huh?

Including the travel service.

Holly, somethin's going on.
What is it?

- I don't know!
- You do know!

Now what is it, what's goin' on?

[SOBBING]

They're gonna do
something to Lisa.

Something awful.

Who?

Tell me!

Holly!

What are they gonna do to Lisa?

Welcome, welcome, welcome.

Didn't believe my uncle
gave me the keys, did you?

Big deal.

I hope you know
what you're doing.

Me?

I, uh, I'm not really here.

Are you?

Come on, Brett.
Knock off with the word games.

- What are we gonna do?
- All right, real simple.

When the police find her body,
it's gonna look like

she's been rippin' off all these
houses all by her lonesome.

And she's gonna take the rap
for the Wilson's maid.

Posthumously.

[SIGHING]

[EXCLAIMING]

[CHUCKLING]

Gross. Really gross, Lisa.

I really freaked my English
teacher out with that one.

- You wanna see my goldfish?
- Sure.

[BOTH CHUCKLING]

Ooh, I--I gotta lie down.

[RINGING]

Safari Gun and Travel.

Uh, just a minute.

Yeah, Kiley. MacGyver.

What?

We got to move fast
on this, Mike.

Lisa's life is in danger.

- KILEY: Well, where is she?
- I don't know yet.

But I got an idea
on how to find her.

Let me talk
to the travel agent there.

Uh, Betty, this is MacGyver.
He wants to ask you a few questions.

Sure.

Betty? Does Brett Reynolds have
an access code to your computer?

BETTY: Yes. He helps me out
occasionally.

All right.

Will you check all your
clients who are on vacation

and see if Brett has
accessed their files this week?

Okay.

[CLEARING THROAT]

BETTY:
Just one.

He logged in last night,
uh, the David Sanford's.

210 Sunset Lane.

All right, that's got to be it.
Mike, I'll meet you there.

Holly, go back to your house
and wait there.

All right.

Put her in here behind the wheel

like she passed out before
she could get it in gear.

[SIGHING]
Poor Lisa.

She should know better
than to drink and drive.

You know what I mean?

All right, I gotta get my bag.

You guys take off. I'll meet you
back at the gun club.

[COUGHING]

[GASPING]

[COUGHING]

[COINS CLINKING]

[FIRING]

[BOTH GRUNTING]

[GROANING]

Lisa?

Lisa, are you in here?

Oh, my gosh!

[HONKING]

[GRUNTING]

[ENGINE ROARING]

[SCREECHING]

[SCREAMING]

Lisa!

Don't move! Do not move!

[METALLIC RATTLING]

[GROANS]

[WOOD CREAKING]

Lisa!

Lisa!

Can you hear me?

Huh? W-What? What--What?

Honey, open the door.

The door, Lisa, open it!

[KNOCKING]

[CREAKING]

I--I can't, I can't!

All right, honey. It's okay.

The window.

Open the window, Lisa.

[CREAKING]

MacGYVER:
Come on, you can do it!

I can't. I can't.

You can do it.
You can do it!

Crank it, come on!

- I can't, no.
- You can do it, Lisa!

Crank that window!

I can't!

MacGYVER: That's it.
Come on.

[WHIMPERING]

That's it.

That's it. Come on, Lisa.

That's it.

I can't.

That's it. That's it.

[GRUNTING]

You can do it. All right.

All right, baby. All right.

Come on.
Crawl to me. Come on.

That's it.

[WOOD CREAKING]

That's it. Come on.
That's it.

[PANTING]

I'm so sorry, MacGyver.

It's okay, baby.
It's okay.

[POLICE RADIO CHATTERING]

Her folks will be here
in a few minutes.

Tell 'em Lisa can't leave town
until she testifies.

Thanks, Mike.

[CAR ENGINE STARTING]

How're you feelin'?

There's something
you got to know.

You know that
20 questions test I took?

I flunked it.

I do have a drinking problem.

That's not easy to say, is it?

Well that's a good start.
Admitting it.

It's a real good start.

[THEME SONG PLAYING]

[TELEPHONE RINGING]

Romburg's Toys.
How may I help you?

MacGYVER:
Otto, it's MacGyver.

MacGyver. Where are you?

I'm in East Berlin
at Stasi headquarters,

or what's left of them, anyway.

Listen, Otto,
I've got some good news.

You have found my granddaughter?

Well, not yet,
but I've found Maria's name

on a list of orphans
the Stasi had on file.

I'm meeting with a guy later

who might have a line
on how to find her.

That is good news, huh,
but I was hoping...

Otto, if Maria's in East Germany,
I'll find her.

That's a promise.

I don't know how to
thank you, MacGyver.

I've been waiting 15 long years
for this moment.

OTTO: I'll wait by the phone.
Thank you.

Thank you so much.

[BOTH SPEAKING GERMAN]

[GUARD YELLING IN GERMAN]

[YELLING IN GERMAN]

[SPEAKING GERMAN]

[GROANING]

[DOGS BARKING]

[MARIA SHOUTING IN GERMAN]

[MUSIC PLAYING]

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

- Herr MacGyver?
- Yeah.

Rolf Mossel.
We spoke on the telephone.

Yes, yes.
Thank you for meeting me.

Oh, a pleasure.

[SPEAKING GERMAN]

I have heard only good things
about your foundation's work here.

Thank you very much.

I understand you're with the
Citizen Freedom Committee.

Correct.
We work mostly in the field

helping people
locate their relatives.

I personally handled your
inquiry about a Maria Romburg.

How'd you do?

Uh, danke.
Well, you are in luck.

Certain files were looted when
the government was overthrown

and the people stormed
Stasi headquarters.

This was amongst them.

Uh, yeah. My German's
a little weak. Would you...

Yeah. Yeah.

[READING IN GERMAN]

Maria Romburg was a ward
of the state

from 1975 at the age of eight.

They educated her.

For the last two years,
she has been a teacher in Leipzig.

Catch the morning train.

You can be there by noon.

Thank you.

[CHILDREN CHATTERING]

[SPEAKING GERMAN]

[ALL GIGGLING]

[SPEAKING GERMAN]

Hi. Um, sorry,
I don't mean to interrupt.

What is it you wish?

Well, my name is MacGyver.

Your grandfather sent me.
He's a friend of mine.

[SPEAKING GERMAN]

Why does my grandfather
send you?

Why does he not come himself?

His doctors recommended
against it.

I see.

And now that you've found me,
what exactly is it he wants?

To know that you're well.

I'm sure you can
tell him as much.

And to see you again.

Well, you can give my grandfather
a message for me, Mr. MacGyver.

You can tell him
that to me, he is dead.

Uh... Excuse me, wait. Whoa.

Look,

I know it's been a long time.

MacGYVER: Can't you at least
think about it?

I've been thinking about it
since I was eight years old.

I can still see my father's
body on the barbed wire.

He died while my grandfather
ran to save his own life.

You were an 8-year-old child

who saw your father
and grandfather

betrayed by the Stasi.

MacGYVER: Your grandfather
had no choice but to run.

Maria,

he has never stopped
looking for you.

He loves you.

He wants you to live with him.

In America?

Yes.

The Wall is down.
You both have choices now.

There's nothing to stop you
from being a family again.

No. Nothing but the memory
of a selfish old man

who would leave his son and
granddaughter to be executed

by the border guards.

Maria, I tried to explain
the circumstances...

No, Mr. MacGyver.

I want nothing to do with him.
I can't.

Okay.

Um...

This is from your grandfather.

Read it.

If you change your mind
before tomorrow,

my hotel number
is on the envelope.

I have to go. The children.

[SPEAKING GERMAN]

- Looking for someone?
- Huh?

[SPEAKING GERMAN]

You took my picture.
Mein Foto. Why?

[GROANING]

[IN ENGLISH]
So, your photo.

[GROANING]

[BOTH GRUNTING]

[GROANING]

[CAR TIRES SCREECHING]

You know,
high tech equipment like this

makes you think
the Wall is still up.

There must be thousands
of out-of-work Stasi agents

wandering around the country
with nothing better to do.

Then again, maybe our new
government still can't resist

the need to watch you Americans.

I'm sorry if things did not
go well with the girl.

Yeah. You know,
I can't help thinking

that maybe I should
stick around,

maybe talk to her again.

[SCOFFS]
Mr. MacGyver, you found her,

you gave her the letter
from her grandfather.

What more could you do?

MacGyver!

[PANTING]

I think I would like
to change my mind,

if that is all right.

Uh, of course. Yeah.

Mr. Mossel, this is Maria.

Ahh.

Mr. Mossel's organization
helped us find you.

- Thank you.
- You're welcome.

After the way I treated you,
you think I am crazy, yes?

No.

I think you needed time,
that's all.

I read my grandfather's letter.

He sounded so lonely.
So heartsick.

You were right, MacGyver.

The Wall is down.

I have the freedom
to decide for myself.

And when I see my grandfather,
I will know for sure, yes?

This is what makes my job
so worthwhile.

So, now what?
Papers? Visas?

No, that's all been
taken care of.

Let's just go see
your grandpa, huh?

Thank you.

My pleasure.

Your plan seems to be working,
Huber, huh?

In a few days,
the gold will be in our hands.

[CHUCKLING]

MARIA: Do you think
he'll recognize me?

It's been so long. Maybe we
are both so different now.

Will you relax?
You'll be fine.

Have I thanked you yet for
what you've done, MacGyver?

For keeping me from making
a terrible mistake?

About a thousand times, yes.

Wow! I'm in America!

First time here?

You mean you cannot tell I have
never before set even one foot

out of East Germany?

Not by the way
you speak English.

- It's almost perfect.
- Oh, thank you.

The state needed teachers of English,
so I was trained for this.

Oh, look!

FEMALE ANNOUNCER [ON P.A.]:
The white zone is for the loading

and unloading of
passengers only.

No parking.

MacGyver,
do you have three quarters?

Quarters? Uh, yeah, sure.

In your old magazines people
used to smuggle across the border,

I kept seeing this one picture
of beautiful men and women

in beautiful swimsuits
drinking ice cold root beer.

And now it is my turn.

[BELL CHIMING]

OTTO:
Maria!

Maria, my God,
let me look at you!

Oh, here.

Opa.

Uh, you two have
a lot to talk about.

I'm gonna take off.

Thank you, my friend.

MacGyver, what time must
we go back to immigration?

4:00. I'll pick you up.

OTTO: Immigration?
What is this about?

MARIA: Oh, I'm sorry, Opa, but I
must go fill out some more papers.

There's so much
catching-up to do.

Put your toy away, Kurt.

I still cannot believe
I am here.

What are they doing?

KURT:
The girl just arrived.

[BELL CHIMING]

Oh, look.

It's such a wonderful store,
Opa.

[OTTO LAUGHING]

OTTO:
My apartment's upstairs.

It's small,
but there's room for two.

Maria, look.

There's an old friend

who wanted to say hello.

She is lovely.

You don't remember her?
She was your favorite.

Oh, Birgit!

[CHUCKLING]
My precious little Birgit.

How could I have forgotten?

You insisted

we take her along
the night we...

I tucked her under my sweater
where she would be warm.

She's waited for you
all these years.

She knew some day
you would come for her.

And it was always
in my prayers that you would.

Come. You must be tired.

MARIA: Yes.
It's been a very long day.

There has not been one word
about the gold.

How do you know he still has it?

He has it.

He wouldn't dare double-cross us

while his granddaughter
was in our hands.

And now she is here, hmm.

So why do we wait?

Because it is our plan
from the start.

Because it is safer for us

to let the girl find out
where he hides it.

Do you have a problem
with that, Weise?

Oh, no. Not at all, Huber.

As you constantly remind me,
you are my superior.

But I still say,

give me 10 minutes
with the old man alone

and I promise you he
will beg us to take the gold.

- Oh, Weise, will you stop?
- Stop what? Huh?

We have no jobs.

We're almost out of money.

How are we supposed to exist?

You prefer to be
working for the Mossad

or the CIA,

I will be happy to write
a letter of recommendation...

Yeah.

...in exchange for your share
of the gold.

Just cool it, huh?

Our operative knows what to do.

Just give her time.

A million bucks in gold.

Come on, men,
it's worth the wait.

I don't know. Something's
not right, Pete. I know it.

MacGyver,
just because she sat down

and immediately
fastened her seatbelt?

- Now what does that prove?
- No, no, it's more than that.

She knew how to make
the seat recline,

how to plug in her head phones.

She even asked the flight
attendant for a magazine.

I'm tellin' you, she behaved
just like a seasoned traveler.

Look, I admit that's
a bit odd, but still...

No, and then...

And then at the airport,
she asked me for three quarters

for a root beer.

Quarters, Pete?

She's never been out of East Germany
and she knows our coin system?

Look, you want to check her out?

We're going to
check her out, okay?

- Come on.
- Thank you, thank you.

Willis.

WILLIS: Hi, MacGyver,
welcome back.

Thanks, Willis.

- Can you help me out here?
- Sure.

What do you think of that?

Looks like it could be KGB.

Most likely assembled
in East Germany.

- Stasi?
- Yeah, could be.

MacGYVER: Got any
fingerprints there?

WILLIS: Yeah,
couple of good ones.

Okay. Get them off
to Washington right away.

Oh, also, Pete,

could we run this through
the child finder program?

I want to see what a young
Maria would look like at 23.

Willis?

No problem.
I'll have it tomorrow.

Thanks.

Okay. You got
everything you came for?

Yes. Thank you for indulging me.

[CHUCKLING]
No problem.

[BELL CHIMING]

[LAUGHING]

Opa, you work too hard.

Most men your age
are retired by now.

Ja, perhaps, perhaps not.

I've been thinking, what if I
closed the store for a few months,

so you and I can travel,
see America.

MARIA: Oh, that would
be wonderful.

But would that not
cost a lot of money?

OTTO:
Let me worry about that.

I have something put away.

This is it! This is it!
Mensch!

Come on, you old fool,
tell her where the gold is.

HUBER: Move the laser up to
the old man's apartment window.

Hurry, they are coming in.

OTTO: What did I have
to spend money on?

MARIA: So, Opa,
you mean you are rich?

Richer than ever,
now that you are here.

[LAUGHING]
Opa, be serious.

You mean you are rich
from selling toys?

Well, I make enough
to be comfortable.

You keep the money
in a bank, yes?

So many questions about money.

Go get changed.
MacGyver will be here soon.

MARIA:
All right.

But tonight when I get back, we
will talk about everything. Yes?

- OTTO: Yes, Maria.
- I've had enough of this talk, talk, talk.

He tells the girl nothing.

We were fools to cut her
into the deal.

Weise, we can do
without your impatience.

She's doing her best.

KURT: It appears
we have a visitor.

Oh, it's the lover-boy.

Lover-boy.

Listen to you calling him.
And look at you.

Your jeans and bows and arrows.

[SPEAKING GERMAN]

I don't know you any more.

Just 10 years in this country and
you're more American than German.

Don't knock it till you try it.

[DOOR BELL RINGING]

Maria. That must be MacGyver.

MARIA:
I'll be right out, Opa.

Yes?

Otto, it's me.

- [BUZZER BUZZING]
- Come in.

Maria will be ready in a minute.

Hello, Otto!

MacGyver, hello.

So, have you gotten used to
seeing Maria all grown up yet?

She is some young lady,
is she not?

It's hard to believe
she was my little Liebchen.

Yeah, well
she's definitely a woman now.

Yes.

But in here, there is no change.

Only the same sweet,
innocent child.

I am ready, MacGyver.

Boy, I'll say.

Opa, why don't you come with us?

Yeah, then we'll all
go out to dinner afterwards.

Oh, thank you,
but I must work on my books.

All right, then we'll bring
something in for you.

Oh, no.

Opa, we insist.

This is America.
Everybody brings food in to eat.

OTTO:
Go! Go!

[CHUCKLING]

HUBER:
Here they come.

It must be for her
immigration appointment.

So we continue to wait
and wait and wait.

You got it.

What do you say we take a break?

Get something to eat?

Huber, you can buy.

HUBER: You know a place
that takes traveler's checks?

Only if you have some ID.

[LAUGHING]

- You coming, Weise?
- No. My ulcer.

Too much American junk food.

You two go ahead.
I'll stay here and watch.

[DOORKNOB RATTLING]

Weise!

We have much to talk about,
old man.

It was wonderful
driving through the city.

In spite of all your questions.

Oh, I was just trying to get
to know you better, that's all.

Why do you look at me like that?

Oh, I was just thinkin'

how happy your grandfather is
to have you here, that's all.

All those years, all the hate.

I never would have known
how wonderful he is,

if it wasn't for you.

Come. Let's try your
Hawaiian pizza with pineapple.

Where is the gold?

[GROANS]

You have killed my son.

My granddaughter,
she is safe now.

The Iron Curtain is gone.

You have nothing
to threaten me with now.

Except your life, old man.

If you do not
give me the gold...

[GROANING]

Where is the gold?

[SCREAMING]

[GUN FIRING]

[GRUNTING]

OTTO: Maria, run!
Call the police!

Hurry! Hurry!

[GRUNTING]

[SPEAKING GERMAN]

[SCREAMING]

- MacGyver, you all right?
- Oh, yeah.

He ran into me and fell.

[POLICE RADIO CHATTERING]

MacGyver.

- Everybody all right?
- Yeah.

Well, guess what, Pete?

The guy they just
loaded into that ambulance

is the same guy
that followed me in Leipzig.

But that's all we have, at least
until he regains consciousness.

No ID, no apparent motive.

His name is Helmut Weise.
He's a former Stasi agent.

You know those prints that we
lifted from that listening device?

They matched with Stasi files
provided by the Bonn government.

- Stasi?
- Yeah.

Well, what's he doing here?

Excellent question.
Let's ask Otto.

That man, he was a burglar, yes?

He was a Stasi agent, Otto.

Stasi in the United States?

Otto, he's the same man who
followed MacGyver in Leipzig.

And he was knockin' you
around for a reason.

Now, what's going on?

I thought
when The Wall came down,

and I had my Maria back,

it would all be over.
But it will never be over.

Otto,

I am your friend.

Now will you please
tell me the truth?

After that night
when they took Maria,

for years, they used her

to make me cooperate.

Telling me if I did not,

I would never see Maria again.

It has gone on for 15 years now.

Cooperate? In what way?

They used my store for
a courier drop. That's all.

A place to exchange papers,
microfilm,

tapes.

Opa, how could you?

I had no choice.
They would have killed you.

You should have let them.

And die a second death?

Even worse than the first?

You are making no sense.

Not a day has gone by

that I have not re-lived
that night at the border.

I hear you crying "Opa, Opa!"

OTTO:
Then,

I was down in the ravine,

helpless,

looking up, as the border
guards killed my only son

and took you away.

I knew then

that I was more a prisoner
of the past

than I was a free man.

Excuse me.

Did you guys see that?

PETE:
See what?

I think there's a listening post
somewhere across the street.

You guys wait here.

They'll expose our laser beam.

Forget it.
There's no time!

Up there, second floor.

We'll take the front.

WILLIS: This is the most
sophisticated laser technology I've seen.

It projects a beam of light
against a window,

and translates the
vibrations back into sound.

Sort of like a CD player.

- Check out the origin, will you?
- Will do.

Oh, Willis, how are you coming
on that child finder workup?

Uh, we have some
program glitches,

but I'll give you a holler
as soon as I have something.

- All right.
- The medical report on Weise.

- Yeah, and?
- He's still in a coma.

Makes interesting reading,
though.

Seems he has more
than a fractured skull.

He took a shot to the throat
hard enough to rupture his larynx.

Well, that doesn't
make any sense.

I shoved the table into
his chest and he took off.

I never laid a hand on him.

Leaves only one possibility,
doesn't it?

MacGyver, good morning.

Maria.

Something wrong?

Well, maybe you can tell me.

The medical report says the
guy who broke in here last night

was struck in the throat
before he fell down the stairs.

What are you saying?

Maria, you were
on that stair landing.

He had to run right by you.

What?

MacGyver!

How could you think
such a thing?

How could I think anything else?

You had the time.
You had the position.

All right.

I will not deny it.

Not that you will understand.

Try me.

- [DOOR OPENING]
- When he ran past me,

I acted in instinct,

fearing for my own life.

I should have killed him.

Men like Weise should not be allowed
to walk on the face of this earth.

You know this guy's name?

He was Stasi.

What about you, Maria?

Karate?

Enough hate to kill?

You don't learn that kind
of stuff in an orphanage.

No, you are right.

That took special training.

Maria?

No. What are you saying?

What do you think it
was like in East Germany

as a child with no home?

An orphan.
A ward of the state.

Stasi had
a special training school

for children like me who owed
their existence to their government.

When I was 16, I was allowed to
stay at the orphanage no longer.

I was chosen
to become a "sparrow."

A "sparrow?"

Oh, it's charming, yes?
All birds of a feather.

The boys were
known as "hawks."

For years, they taught us
how to manipulate people.

How to spy on our friends.

And yes, how to kill.

OTTO:
But you are a teacher.

Now.

That was my cover
before the Wall came down

and put us out of business.

Before that,

I worked all over Europe
and America as a Stasi agent.

What about this Weise?

I only met him a month ago.

He helped recruit me.

To help them find where
my grandfather hid their gold.

Gold?

The people that Weise worked for

would exploit East Germans
for money

that would help buy them
safe passage across the border.

It was then converted to gold

and brought to the
United States for safekeeping.

It was brought
to my grandfather's.

- She is an impostor!
- No, I'm not.

They knew I hated you
all those years.

They used that
to get me to cooperate.

They even promised me a share.

OTTO:
Who are you?

You are not my granddaughter!

No, Opa, it is me!

Opa, that night Papa was killed
and I was captured,

I didn't know
what really happened.

Not until I knew you.

Not until I heard my Opa
speak of that horrible night.

Mossel?

Not today, MacGyver.
The name is Huber.

Good show, Maria.

But we'll take it from here.

The gold, old man.

The gold, or you
and your friend are dead.

WILLIS: Okay, it's working now.
Here it comes.

Sorry for the delay,
but we had to disassemble

the image unit
to find the problem.

There you are,
Mr. Thornton.

Maria Romburg, 15 years later.

That's not the same girl.
Not at all.

She's an impostor?

Yeah. Let's go.

- Stasi, right?
- Haven't you heard?

The Wall is down.
There are no Stasi.

[GRUNTS]

Now then, Romburg,

where is the gold?

I will never tell you.

You killed my son.

His life is in that gold.

Your son shot at a border guard.

We had no control over that.

You said
there would be no guards.

After you took all our money,
you wanted us dead.

Like all the others.

But you did manage to escape.

Yes, to become your slave.

Keeping your blood money for you

while you held
my granddaughter hostage.

You see,

you have your toys
and we have ours.

Such a beautiful girl.

It would be such a loss.

KURT:
Romburg,

I do not want to put an arrow
through her beautiful throat.

She's your granddaughter.

That's what you say.

But I know different.
She is one of you.

- You are trying to trick me.
- Perhaps.

But you don't know that
for sure, do you, old man?

[GASPING]

Where is the gold?

[GASPING]

HUBER: How sorry you'll be
when you find out

she really is
your granddaughter.

[MARIA WHIMPERING]

Last arrow, last chance.

Perhaps you would like
to say goodbye, yes?

Please, Opa,

I know these men.
They will kill us for sure.

No.

You are not my granddaughter.

Opa, please.

Opa!

Please! Opa!

Opa!

Don't let him do this!
Please!

[MARIA SHOUTING]

Opa!

[MARIA SOBBING]
Opa, please!

Opa!

Stop. Stop!

I will tell you.

You are a wise man, Romburg.

Now where do you hide the gold?

Upstairs at the store window.

The toy soldiers.

I'm impressed.

You are a very clever man.

Come.

We will make sure
he's telling the truth.

[PANTING]

It's the gold.

We must hurry.

Kill MacGyver
and the other two. Now!

Huber, he's gone.

[GRUNTING]

Kurt?

[TOY PLANE WHIRRING]

[GRUNTING]

PETE:
MacGyver! You okay?

Yeah. Yeah, I'm fine.

Take care of these guys.

Oh, MacGyver.

- Thank God.
- It's all right, Otto.

You're safe now
and no one can hurt you.

No, especially not
this young lady,

who claims to be
your granddaughter.

What?

She's a fraud, MacGyver,
a fraud!

No, Opa, tell them.

MacGyver, he is wrong.

Here.

Look at this.
Look at the chin.

The jaw line.

That is a picture of what the
real Maria would look like now.

Well, you had me goin'.

I believed you.

MacGyver, no!

But I think I wanted to believe.

But it is me.

It's time to give it up.

You can't outsmart
computer imaging.

Please, you don't understand.

Five years ago,
I was on assignment in London.

There was an accident.

My jaw was broken
in three places.

There are hospital records
of the reconstructive surgery.

I am an old man.
Don't do this to me.

Why can't you believe me?

[GASPS]

Wait. Yes, I will prove it.

Opa, look.

Here's the orange thread where
Mama sewed Birgit's arm back on.

I don't remember.
It was a long time ago.

But, Opa,
you've got to remember.

I came crying to you
after Valdi chewed it off.

Valdi, our dog?

Yeah. Valdi!

No, no, no, no.

The Stasi would know
about a puppy.

There were family pictures.

Would they know of our secret?

Would they know

that you let Valdi sleep
in my bed when Mama and Papa

were away on holiday?

OTTO:
Oh, my God!

No one could know about that.

Oh, Maria, my little Maria.

[VIDEO GAME PLAYING MUSIC]

- MacGyver?
- He scores!

Ooh, Maria, hi.

Oh, I am interrupting you, yes?

No, no, no, no. Come on in.

I-I'm just, uh, setting
up a program here.

It's, uh,
very complicated stuff.

[CHUCKLES]

So how's your grandfather?

Opa? He's thrilled to tears.

You know the gold that was turned
over to the German government?

Yeah.

They agreed to set up a fund
in my father's name

to help reunited families
begin all over again.

Well, that's terrific.

And, me,
they are allowing to stay.

That's even more terrific.

What are you gonna do?

Well, to start, I was hoping

that perhaps we might be able
to see each other more often.

More often?

You're the only American
I know, MacGyver.

And I think maybe the
only one I want to know.

Yeah, sure.

That'll be great, um...

Yeah. I travel a lot, you know,
uh, all over the world.

A lot.

I love to travel.

And besides, Pete says with
my language skills and training,

perhaps there's a place
for me at Phoenix.

Pete said that, did he?

Yes.

Isn't that wonderful?

Yeah.

Yeah.

[THEME SONG PLAYING]

[BOTH SCREAMING]

Ah!

KIDS:
Trick or treat!

Help the homeless, mister.

Oh, you bet.

We were just kidding.
We're not really monsters.

Yeah. Sure you're not.

[ELEVATOR BELL DINGS]

I know, I know, I'm sorry.

It's about time, MacGyver.

We were beginning to think
you weren't gonna make it.

How's it going?

Well, Zito is behaving
like a perfect gentleman.

Ah, the mask of sanity?

Yeah, he always did
put on a good act.

But we're in for big trouble
if the judge buys it.

If Zito's declared sane,
he walks out of here a free man.

No way.

What about all those murders
the D.A. still has to prosecute, huh?

That was five years ago,
MacGyver.

Witnesses have died,
evidence is cold.

D.A. probably doesn't even
have enough of a case left

to even bring the man to court.

And that hospital shrink, Skinner,
she's making Zito sound like a victim

instead of a serial killer.

Well, how'd your testimony go?

- All right.
- It went well.

Except for Zito sitting there
staring at me the whole time.

HOWARD: According to
your written statement,

you first met Dr. Zito
two years ago.

- Isn't that right?
- MacGYVER: Yes.

Mr. MacGyver,

you sometimes work
for the Phoenix Foundation

which has a contract to supply

forensic and scientific assistance
to the police department?

That's right.

And you encountered Dr. Zito when
the Phoenix Foundation helped the police

track down an escaped
serial killer named Eric Cross?

Yes, I was searching Cross' cell
for forensic evidence.

And you discovered that
Zito helped Cross escape?

MacGYVER:
That's right.

He engineered the whole thing.

HOWARD: Engineered?
Would you clarify that?

Zito called the orderlies,

and he told them Cross was sick.

They thought he had a heart attack,
which was not the case.

What Cross was suffering from
was alkalosis.

The same symptoms
as a heart attack,

only self-induced chemically.

Cross had ingested a solution
with a very high alkaline content.

Zito provided him
with the drinking cup.

Then he came up with a way
to deliver it all to Cross' cell.

I figured out Zito's plan,
and I proved it to him.

Do you have an opinion as to what
Zito's motive was for doing all this?

Yes.

Revenge.

See, Cross wasn't really free.

Zito controlled him
psychologically.

He manipulated Cross
to attack his real target,

which was Lieutenant Murphy.

The same police officer who
arrested Zito for his original murders?

Yes.

In Zito's eyes she beat him

and his ego
just couldn't handle it.

So he used Cross to retaliate.

Murphy and her partner, Sweeney,
were lured into a trap,

in which Detective Sweeney
was killed.

Zito had Cross convinced
he could purge his sins

by performing a human sacrifice.

And, of course, Zito chose
the sacrifice victim.

In his twisted mind, I'm sure he
thought it was the perfect murder.

And it almost worked.

There is absolutely no proof to
these outrageous accusations!

You're here to provide
medical testimony, Dr. Skinner,

not act as counsel.

Did Cross ever admit that
Zito was behind his actions?

Cross hanged himself in his cell
before anyone had a chance to ask.

Mr. MacGyver,

how would you describe Zito?

Evil.

HOWARD: I have no
further questions, Your Honor.

Any questions for this witness?

No, Your Honor.

You may step down,
Mr. MacGyver.

[SIGHS]

All right.
I've reached a decision.

Dr. Skinner says you're sane.

Fit for release.

I think she's dead wrong.

The testimonies of Mr. MacGyver
and Lieutenant Murphy

tell me that you're as dangerous
as when you were first committed.

Perhaps more so.

Therefore,

the petition
for your release is denied.

And you are ordered
to remain incarcerated.

[GAVEL POUNDING]

This hearing is adjourned.

[LAUGHING]
We did it, MacGyver.

Congratulations.

You made a noble attempt,
Dr. Skinner.

Thank you for your help
and patience.

It's not over yet.
Sign this.

I'm going to help your attorney
file an immediate appeal.

Uh...

Oh, really.

Do you have to keep him
chained like some wild animal?

Oh, they're only doing
their job, doctor.

[CHUCKLES]

I, uh, I can't thank you enough.

Your faith in me has been a
great comfort through this ordeal.

Well, we're going
to keep fighting.

You've made too much
progress to give up now.

Oh, be assured, I never
give up, Dr. Skinner.

I think you forgot
something, Dr. Zito.

Oh.

[LAUGHING]
Where's my mind?

Your pen, Doctor.

And again, my gratitude.

I'll see you soon.

Once again,

the fates have
brought us together.

As long as they keep you
locked up forever.

Oh, the same predictable Murphy.

Nothing you said to
the judge was surprising.

But you, Mr. MacGyver,

your description of me
was fascinating.

Do you actually think you're
qualified to judge what is evil?

I just call it as I see it.

I'm an expert on the subject.

One day I'll educate you.

A lesson in evil, you might say.

[SIGHING]

Well, Charles,

it seems you just can't
get rid of me.

Fine by me,

so long as you don't
step out of line.

Oh, wouldn't dream of it.

Oh, may I?

Yeah, sure.

MAN:
I'm not sure, ma'am.

WOMAN: I thought
it was on this floor.

CHARLES: Family courts
are on the fifth floor, ma'am.

I--I want the counselor.
Would that be with the court?

Uh, yes, ma'am. That's, uh,
right on up those steps there.

Just go on up
to the fifth floor.

Oh, thank you very much.

You're welcome, ma'am.

[THORNTON RASPING]

That Zito, he's a walking
cold front, isn't he?

I'm just glad the
judge didn't buy his act.

It's not an act, lieutenant.

[SIGHING]

[MUMBLING]

[ELEVATOR BELL DINGS]

[SCREAMING]

[WOMAN CRYING]

[GRUNTS]

[SIGHING]

Lieutenant Murphy, Metro Division.
What happened?

Zito escaped.
We sealed the building.

Both of his guards are dead.

THORNTON:
How did it happen?

CHIEF: Zito strangled
one of them with his chains.

- Oh, no! Oh, my God!
- The other was stabbed repeatedly.

MURPHY:
Stabbed? With what?

We don't know.
Something small.

We're still looking
for a weapon.

Did anyone see him
come off the elevator?

No one.

It's like he,
he just disappeared.

We've got to find him, before
he gets out of the building.

I've got people mobilized
to cover every exit.

It's happening now.

[KIDS SCREAMING]

BOTH:
Trick or treat, mister.

Oh. Ha.

For a couple of fine-looking
monsters like you, trick.

[EXCLAIMING]

I saw him, I saw him! He left
the building dressed as a bailiff.

It was Zito!

He's gone.

Oh, God.

Zito's out there.

PARAMEDIC:
All right. Ready. Lift.

It's unbelievable that one man
could bring about that much carnage

with a simple ballpoint pen.

I let him use it
to sign some papers.

He only had it for a moment.

That's all he needed.

We found this
on one of the bodies.

It's addressed to you.

"Your lesson in evil begins,
MacGyver.

"6 times 2
minus 8 equals?"

Does that mean anything to you?

It means something to Zito.

He promised MacGyver
a lesson in evil.

6 times 2 minus 8 equals 4.
That's so simple.

How does that fit in
with Zito's twisted brain?

I think it has to do with where
he wants the lesson to start.

[GATE OPENING]

Why would he deliberately
lead us back to his cell?

He likes to play games,
remember?

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

MURPHY:
Library card.

Yeah, it's a message.

He remembered.

The book,

the chemicals,
the means of transport,

they all connect
to your cell, Dr. Zito.

You helped Eric Cross escape.

So, now what?

Are you gonna have them
take away my library card?

He wanted me to find this.

He could have left it there
unintentionally.

No, no, Zito doesn't do
anything unintentionally.

I'll bet this lesson started
the day I stopped Cross.

Two years ago?

Yeah.

Just about the same time he
started therapy with Dr. Skinner.

You know,

he never expected
to win that sanity hearing.

You mean everything he's
done for the past two years,

he did to manipulate
his escape today?

No. No, that is too...

Evil, maybe?

MacGyver, telephone.

Hello?

ZITO: I assume you're well
into the game by now, MacGyver.

[WHISPERING]
Zito.

I hated to cut short our
little discussion about evil.

It's a subject
close to my heart.

Why don't you
just get to the point, huh?

Oh, sorry, MacGyver.

This you'll have to do
by the numbers.

Evil cannot be beaten

simply by confronting it.

That will be the first lesson
in your education.

My so-called lesson in evil?

Oh, I do so enjoy
teaching a bright pupil.

You'll find your homework
assignment at the pay phone

in front of the east
entrance of the hospital.

I'll see you in school,
MacGyver.

Let us out of here.

MacGyver.

- "3 times 10 divided by 2?"
- 15.

Fifteen what?

[TELEPHONE RINGING]

MURPHY: Now let me see
if I follow this, MacGyver.

You're saying the number four got
you to his cell and the library card,

so the number 15 should tell you
something about his reading habits?

That's the general idea.

So where does all this stuff from
the shopping cart come into it?

I have no idea.

Maybe Pete'll come up
with something

after he runs the stuff
through the Phoenix Lab.

Well, these are all the books that
Zito checked out at the hospital library

in the past two years.

Well, well,
would you look at that.

And here I thought he spent
all his time conning shrinks.

All right, ladies, what do
you say we get started?

Where?

Fifteenth book? Fifteenth page?
Fifteenth paragraph?

Yes.
All of the above.

[TELEPHONE RINGING]

Here we go.

Page 15.

MURPHY:
He's written another equation.

That'll be three.

"The Three Fates."

Yeah, you remember
what Zito said in court

about the Fates
bringin' us together?

Mmm-hmm.

MURPHY: It says here
the ancient Greeks believed

they controlled the future.

[TELEPHONE RINGING]

MacGyver.

ZITO: This is
your teacher speaking.

I'll get a trace.

So speak.

Just interested
in your progress.

[CHUCKLING] Have you read
any good books lately?

As a matter of fact,
I'm on page 15

of Myths and Legends
of Ancient Greece.

Ah, you deciphered my message.

Bravo, you are a good student,
MacGyver.

Shall we see
if you can solve the riddle?

Riddle?

Look hard,

be diligent, and it will happen
when you least expect it.

Remember,
evil is never predictable.

It follows no pattern.

It strikes friends,

loved ones, coworkers.

Then, when you least expect,

it comes home for the kill.

That will be your next lesson,
MacGyver.

Got a question for you,
professor.

Why me?

Call it a rematch.

You think you beat me last time,

but the game never ends,
MacGyver.

I will win this time.

No one can stop me.

It's in the hands of the Fates.

[PHONE GOES DEAD]

- Not enough time.
- He's playing with us!

He mentioned the Fates again.

Yes. The Three Fates.

Somehow they're the key
to his riddle.

[TELEPHONE RINGING]

Captain Kiley.

Yeah, Pete.
What do you have?

Uh, j-just hold on, let me
put you on the speaker.

We just found another
of Zito's math puzzles.

The formula was written on
the shears from the shopping cart

in fluorescent paint.

The lab spotted it
under an ultraviolet scan.

Better write it down.

"2 times 12,
minus 4."

Got it.

I'm leaving now
for the police station.

See you back here, Pete.

Twenty.

What could he be telling us?

If we could just figure out
what twenty means,

maybe we could find
some sort of pattern.

Then we can really nail him.

Nail him, lieutenant?

Isn't it your job to arrest
Zito rather than execute him?

You still don't get it, do you?

As long as Zito is alive,
he is dangerous!

Someone should blow him
out of his shoes.

Captain, is it normal
police procedure

to allow someone who is
so emotionally involved

to be assigned
to a case like this?

Doctor, we do everything in our
power to capture any suspect alive.

Zito is no exception.

That's our standard
operating procedure.

Isn't that right, lieutenant?

Yes sir.

It's SOP.

ZITO [ON TAPE]:
It strikes friends,

loved ones, coworkers.

Then, when you least expect,

it comes home for the kill.

MacGyver, what are you on to?

What you said about
standard procedure.

We know Zito prides himself on
his knowledge of police procedure.

He proved that
with the Cross investigation.

So, he'd know that all the stuff
he left us in that shopping cart

would be examined
by the Phoenix Lab.

Right again. So?

So maybe he's found a way
to connect the number 20

with the Phoenix Lab.

The same way he did with
4 and 15 in his other clues.

The question is, how?

Friends, loved ones, coworkers.

[REWINDING]

...follows no pattern.

It strikes friends,
loved ones, coworkers.

[STOPS]

Friends,

coworkers...

Oh, man.

Twenty.

That's Pete's parking space
at Phoenix Research.

[RINGING]

[GUN CLICKING]

I've been expecting you,
Mr. Thornton.

Um, how did you sleep,
Mr. Thornton?

Well, I trust?

Tell me, how do you
like my sanctuary?

- [MUFFLED MUMBLING]
- Don't bother struggling.

This device was made
a hundred years ago

to restrain particularly
violent prisoners.

The clamp kept them
from biting off their tongues.

Very humane.

Save your strength.

I need you
for MacGyver's next lesson.

[GRUNTING]

MURPHY:
This is crazy.

All these formulas and numbers.

We'll never find Pete
at this rate.

[TYPEWRITER CLACKING]

[SIGHING]

I don't get it.

And where does
all this stuff fit in?

Well,

I think it's the key
to Zito's riddle.

Here, take a look.

MURPHY:
The Three Fates.

Greek mythology was
my worst subject in school.

Well, they were supposed
to control the future.

One was a weaver of cloth,
which symbolized birth.

Second weighed life
on a scale or balance.

[TELEPHONE RINGING]

And the shears

cut the thread.

Death.

Yeah.

But what does it mean?

I don't know. I think
maybe in his own sick mind,

he's trying
to control the future.

They just found
Pete's car. Come on.

Dumped right in front of the
police station in broad daylight.

[SIGHING] It's crazy.
Doesn't make any sense.

[SIGHING]
It's just an old doormat.

That's mine.

- Come on.
- I'll call for backup.

It's SOP, MacGyver.

[GROANING]

You okay, Pete?

[GRUNTING]

[GROANING]

THORNTON:
Zito's gone.

He left another message.

[CLICKING]

Murphy!

[SCREAMING]

Murphy!

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

No!

MALE PARAMEDIC:
Patient is female, Caucasian.

Multiple fractures to one leg,

evidence of concussion.
Standby for vitals.

I'm starting IV
with 9% normal saline.

Prep the ER for ETA 20 minutes.

Let's move her.

MacGyver?

Right here, Murphy.

Zito planted that bomb for me.

He knew I'd do
a room-to-room search.

It's SOP.

Get him, MacGyver.
Get him for me.

[WHISPERING]
All right.

Lieutenant.

I'm so sorry.

I guess,

guess you were right about
not being emotionally involved.

I didn't anticipate Zito
the way I should have.

That makes two of us.

You know, maybe she's right.

Maybe he can't be
stopped until he's dead.

The answer to the math
problem on the wall there is 18.

I wrote it down with the others.

[SIGHING]

Pete, do you remember anything
about where Zito took you?

No, not really.

I was blindfolded until
he chained me to the wall.

That was in a small room
with an old bathtub.

The building itself
felt big, old.

It smelled musty,
like an abandoned building.

He called it his sanctuary.

Sanctuary.

He's used that word before.

The monastery.

What was that, Dr. Skinner?

Something Zito said.

In our final session
before the hearing,

I asked him
what he was going to do.

If he were set free,
where he planned on going.

He said he wanted to go
to a monastery.

Did you make transcripts
of those sessions?

Yes. I have it all on tape
at my office.

Can you get them for us?

Oh, yes, of course.

I'll bring 'em to the
police station right away.

I hope the lieutenant
will be all right.

You know, I can't
shake the feeling

that Zito is just
laughing at us.

You mean, like, he's
changed the rules of the game

without telling us?

Yeah. Like that.

[SIGHING]
Oh, man.

Mike, let me see that.

He's got two 15s.

Why two?

Oh, great.

Perfect timing.

Oh, boy.

Of course.

That's why he repeated
the number.

What, what, what?
You lost me. What?

Well, these numbers stand
for letters in the alphabet.

THORNTON:
That's an O.

T.

P, Q, R!

Doctor.

Doctor.

BOTH:
Skinner.

State Psychiatric Hospital,
and hurry please.

Excuse me,
what is this back here?

It's the battery
from your car, Dr. Skinner.

I took the liberty
of removing it.

[CAR ENGINE STARTING]

[CREAKING]

ZITO [ON TAPE]:
...intimacy with other people.

I've grown accustomed to
the routine of the hospital.

I'd miss it.

SKINNER [ON TAPE]:
You wouldn't return home?

- [PHONE RINGING]
- My only true home is the asylum.

Where would you go?

MacGyver.

How is Lieutenant Murphy?

Well, I'm sorry, Zito.
She's gonna be just fine.

I must send her a get well card.

What have you done
with Dr. Skinner?

You deciphered my code.
Very good, MacGyver,

A plus.

Now, your final exam.

You must solve the riddle.

But to do it,

you'll have to find
my sanctuary.

You have one hour, MacGyver.

If you don't,

the good doctor will die.

So be sure and come alone.

This is a private lesson,
MacGyver.

[PHONE GOES DEAD]

Still no trace.

Sanctuary.

He said it again.

Oh, what does it mean?

We've got less than an hour
to find out.

I've chosen a fitting tomb
for you, doctor.

Here,

in this relic
of your barbaric profession,

surrounded by the tools
of your trade,

these cruel devices

to hold and torment
the so-called insane,

abandoned people,

locked up,

left to rot in their madness.

This is your legacy, doctor.

This was prescribed treatment
to calm violent patients.

No.

The ice water rises,

slowly numbs the body,

deadens the nerves,

until all feeling
is temporarily gone.

[SIGHING]

This, ahem, will make
the sensation more permanent.

It's my own version
of electroshock therapy.

ZITO [ON TAPE]:
You must solve the riddle.

But to do it,

you'll have to find
my sanctuary.

You have one hour, MacGyver.

[SIGHING]

What else can sanctuary mean?

My people have checked every
monastery and church in the city.

Nothing.

Well, you don't find this
kind of thing in a church.

You know,
when Zito put that on me,

he laughed and he said

that it was used to keep violent
prisoners from biting off their tongues.

Not prisoners,

patients.

Patients?

Listen to what Zito says
to Dr. Skinner.

[TAPE REWINDING]

ZITO:
...intimacy with other people.

I've grown accustomed to
the routine of the hospital.

I'd miss it.

SKINNER:
You wouldn't return home?

My only true home is the asylum.

Zito's sanctuary is an asylum.

What better place
for him to feel at home.

Now, the Health Department
shut down that old asylum

out on River Road
about 40 years ago.

And that was a monastery
before they turned it into an asylum.

10 minutes.
I can still make it.

Forget it, MacGyver.
Last time we almost lost Murphy.

I'm not letting you go
in there without backup.

Mike, you know we'd lose Skinner
if he sees anybody but me.

Kiley, he's right.

Okay, but we'll be no
more than a block away.

[SKINNER QUAVERING]

You look cold, doctor.

Don't worry.

The water will heat up soon.

Goodbye, Dr. Skinner.

You've been a great help.

[GRUNTS]

[SKINNER GROANING]

MacGyver! Help!

Oh, thank God, help me!

MacGyver, the water's rising,
I'm gonna be electrocuted!

- [DOORKNOB RATTLING]
- Help me, please!

[SKINNER EXCLAIMING]

ZITO: Do you really think
I'd give you a door

with a lock that you can
pick open, MacGyver?

[METALLIC CLANKING]

ZITO:
That sound you hear

is the only key
that will open that door.

Come and get it.

[DOOR CREAKING]

Welcome to school, MacGyver.

This is your classroom.

Without this key,
Dr. Skinner will die.

You are about to kill the only person
in this world who wants to help you.

The nature of evil, MacGyver.

And you'll have to kill me

to pass the exam.

Can you, MacGyver?

Do you have
what it takes to kill me?

You do want me dead.

I know it.

This is your chance.

Pick it up.

It's a shame
about poor Lieutenant Murphy,

lying in the hospital,
her insides broken like glass.

I must pay her a visit.

I hate to leave a job
unfinished.

Pick it up, MacGyver!

Sorry, Zito.

I know your riddle.

Oh?

The Three Fates.

They control the future.

The rope is the thread of life.

The gun, the shears
that cut it off.

That leaves scales,

or a balance.

Add a little extra weight

to trigger it off.

[BELL CLANGING]

[GRUNTING]

[GASPING]

Evil never plays fair.

That's why it will always win.

And you lose.

End of lesson,

MacGyver.

[GRUNTING]

[BELL CLANGING]

[GROANING]

[GRUNTING]

Now look!

Take a look!

[GRUNTS]

I'm keeping you alive
for Dr. Skinner.

But this is for Murphy.

[BELL TOLLING]

[SKINNER GROANING]

MacGyver, hurry!

Hurry!

[SCREAMS]

[BUZZING]

[SIGHS]

- Take it easy.
- Would you stop mothering me?

- I've got the hang of these.
- Ow!

[ALL CHEERING]

Oh, thank you.

You knew about this, didn't you?

- Who, me?
- Yes.

The sign says it all,
lieutenant.

Welcome home.

Thanks, captain.

It's good to be back
on my feet again.

Well, one of 'em, anyway.

[ALL LAUGHING]

Listen, considering
Zito's track record,

I'd say you're pretty lucky.

When I think that it all started
because of a simple ballpoint pen.

Well, Zito is back
in maximum security

under close guard and restraint.

And he'll never escape again.

[THEME SONG PLAYING]

[TELEPHONE RINGING]

SECRETARY: Wilton Newberry,
attorney at law.

Hold for a moment, please.

You may go in now,
Mister MacGyver.

Mr. Newberry?

Hi. My name's MacGyver...

You might remember me from
the reading of my grandfather's will?

Harry Jackson?

I'm supposed to be
here at 7 a.m.

I'm a minute early.

So?

Your grandfather instructed me

not to conduct any
business at hand until 7 a.m.

He said,
"Mr. Newberry,

I have chosen you because
of your adherence to detail."

I can see why.

Thank you. Please.

Now, Mr. MacGyver,
I am in a panic.

I do not seem to have a record
of your first name in the file.

Yeah, it's just MacGyver.

Isn't that wonderful?

You must save
so much ink signing checks.

[LAUGHING]

Signing ch...

The codicil to
your grandfather's will,

which I'm supposed
to give you at this

precise moment.

[HUMMING]

HARRY:
Dear bud,

if you're readin' this note,
I guess I'm pushin' up daisies.

Well, at least
I'm not payin' taxes.

There's somethin' very special
that I want you to have.

You can pick it up at Mel's storage,
1420 Minton, before 10 a.m. today.

Love, Harry.

Any idea what this is about?

I was not privy to your
grandfather's intentions,

nor did I pry. Why?

Because I am a professional.

The, uh, card in the envelope
might give you a clue, however.

Uh, a guess.

"Bud, keep your eyes
on the road,

and your hands on the wheel."

That's very cryptic.

Just keep your eyes on the road,

hands on the wheel.

You're doin' fine.

Just fine, bud.

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

Cody!

- Are you forgetting something?
- Like what?

Your recipe book.

Keep it.

Well, gee, Cody, I know I'll
never be as good a cook as you.

I know that.

But if I could come close.

You know, I just love the way
you do your goulash

and your scalloped potatoes.

Oh, and your broccoli.

Uh, Tiny, you'll do fine.

- Dent.
- Yeah, Big Mama.

Put your helmet on.

Whoa! Take it easy, Big Mama!

MEL: Yeah, MacGyver,
your Grandpa Harry

made arrangements
for everything.

- Arrangements?
- Yeah.

Trailer to tow it,
a slot in Speedy's garage,

and, oh, yes, this note.

Uh, I'm sorry about
the coffee stains.

"Our larcenous friend
slipped out of the noose,

take him to Robin,

the chicken's a wild goose."

Aha, aha, just what I thought.

- What?
- Oh, that Harry is one clever fella,

I'll give you that.

Harry, Harry, Harry.

- So, what does it mean?
- It beats me.

That's what I mean about Harry.

Anyway, here she is.

Mel, I called you last week,

- you said it was here!
- It was.

Then where is it?

Try Speedy's garage.

- On Second Avenue.
- I know, I know.

Garage. Second Avenue.
Speedy's. Hurry.

Do it.

[ENGINE REVVING]

[SNORING]

Excuse me?

Uh... Uh...

Oh, oh, I... I'm sorry,
I just...

- MacGyver.
- Yeah?

- Who are you?
- Give you a hint.

Dealer's got a six up,

you're holding 12.
Hit or stand pat?

Well, stand pat.

Cody?

Direct from the slammer to you.

Man, it's been, what?

Seventeen years, three months.

- Long time.
- Two weeks, four days.

I wanted to pay
my respects to Harry.

Of all my friends,

he was the only one
who visited me on the inside.

I loved your grandpa.

Well, thanks, Cody,
I appreciate that.

I appreciated him, too.

Anyhow, the Nomad lives on!

I feel...
I feel good about that.

Yeah, she's a beauty, isn't she?

Yeah, yeah.

Uh, you didn't find anything
unusual in the car, did you?

Unusual. Like what?

Nothing. Nothing.

I was just, uh...
You know...

Forget it.

Cody,

you're up to something.
You got that look.

MacGyver, I've known you
since you were a kid.

How could you
think such a thing?

Because I've known you
since I was a kid.

Yeah, but don't forget,
I'm a changed man.

I've been rehabilitated.

How's it run?

We're about to find out.

[ENGINE STARTING]

- Dent.
- Big Mama.

What it is?

The man said Cody's
looking for a '57 Nomad.

This dude named MacGyver
is supposed to have it.

Check it out.

[CAR ENGINE REVVING]

Think it's in the Nomad?

I do, Dent, I do.

Ditto.

All right, she's warm.
Let's go. Hop in.

Wait a minute,
wait a minute, hold it!

- What?
- You're missing a radiator cap.

What?

I don't see it.

Oh. Oh, there's an auto supply
right across the street.

All right.
I'll be right back.

Harry, what are you...
What are you up to anyway?

[WHIMPERING]

There's nothing here.

[WHIMPERS]

Looking for something, Cody?

Dent.

- Bonk him.
- Bonk?

[GRUNTING]

Bonk.

[CAR APPROACHING]

Hey! That's my car!

POLICEWOMAN:
Too bad about your Nomad.

Car's a classic.

Sign right there at the bottom.

MacGYVER:
Thank you very much.

"Take your... Take your
best friend's counsel,

then talk to the bird.

Go... Go to the Habit,

over on third."

You see? Thieves get a hold of
one of these puppies and poof!

Stripped faster than
you can say "black market."

Thank you very much.

Okay, partner.
We're out of here.

So, are you hungry?

- Hungry?
- Yeah, yeah. So am I.

- For some chicken.
- Chicken?

Chicken, yeah.

How about the Chicken Habit
on Third?

[TELEPHONE RINGING]

I've had a craving for one
of their drumsticks for years.

Speedy, phone.

[SNORING]

Sp...

- Hello?
- MAN: You MacGyver?

Yeah, who's this?

Your Nomad's at 2211 Thatcher.

Bring Cody. He's the key.

And no cops.

[DIAL TONE]

All right, Cody, let's go.
I got a lead on the Nomad.

- What about the chicken?
- Later.

[SNORING]

What was that?

Maybe I ought to stay here,
hold down the fort.

Yeah, sure.

On second thought,
you might need me inside.

- Anybody in there?
- Shh!

Come on.

Can you teach me how to do that?

I don't think
that's such a good idea.

Probably right.

There's a phone booth outside.
Call the police.

What about my chicken?

Forget your chicken.

I don't have any change.

Just dial 911.
It's free.

911.
Got it.

Cody!

My toe!

My toe!

My trike!

DENT:
It's that MacGyver guy!

Freeze, dudes!

[GUN FIRES]

[PANTING]

- You hurt?
- Just my pride.

Better let me do the talking.

My trike!

Look at what you
did to my trike!

Uh-oh.

You better do the talking.

We want the diamond pendant.

Diamond pendant?

I don't know anything
about a diamond pendant.

Cody, I spent six years
in the cell next to yours.

We're talking a million-dollar
diamond pendant.

I never said anything
about a diamond pendant.

You talk in your sleep.

Cody, we know it's in the Nomad.

The question is, where?

CODY:
I got nothing to say.

BIG MAMA:
Convince him.

MacGYVER:
Cody!

BIG MAMA:
Hold it.

Cody.

The pendant's mine.

Law says finders keepers.

I did 17 years hard time
for that piece of jewelry.

Go ahead, kill me.
I ain't talking.

Cody.

What about your friend here?

Maybe I'll put a couple
of holes in him.

[GUN COCKS]

- I'm sorry, MacGyver.
- Cody!

Okay, okay.

Harry,

MacGyver's grandfather,

owned the Nomad.

He moved the diamond
and left this note.

Give me that.

"Take your
best friend's counsel,

then talk to the bird.

Go to the Habit,
over on Third."

No wonder you wanted
chicken so bad.

Yeah, and the one on Third
has the big chicken

where you place the order.

Yeah! The bird on Third!

[CHUCKLING]
The pendant's in the chicken!

Sometimes
the man is frightening.

Excuse me, ma'am?

You got what you want.

Why don't you
let us out of here, huh?

After what you did to my trike?

Get real!

Dent.

BIG MAMA: Sorry this place
is such a pit.

DENT:
Ditto.

I'm so depressed.

I don't want to hear it.

When I pulled
that jewelry store heist,

I was hired by the owner.

A guy named Biff Arnold.

I don't want to hear about it.

[GROANS]

The deal was

that he was to collect the insurance
money and keep all the jewels.

The diamond pendant was
my payment for pulling the job.

I never told the cops
about the jewels.

That's why they threw
the book at me.

Can we discuss this
some other time?

The insurance company
went out of business,

and Biff Arnold was never paid.

I guess not.

- Why are you telling me this?
- Because Big Mama was right.

Legally speaking, the
pendant is finders keepers.

When I found out five years ago,

who do you think I called?
Right.

My childhood buddy, Harry.

I told Harry.

When he found out about
the heist, he was steamed.

Do you know I wanted to
cut him in for half?

But no, he didn't
want any part of it.

Started talking about
the immorality of theft.

Yeah, well, Harry was right.

Yeah, yeah, tell me something.
How could a million bucks be immoral?

Anyway,

at least Harry agreed to keep
the pendant safe for me.

CODY: Then a year ago,
he writes me,

he put the Nomad in storage.

So,

is the pendant still there
when I go to get it?

Of course not.

He leaves some
stupid riddle instead.

I was gonna open a restaurant
with the money from the pendant.

I always dreamed that I would be
truly appreciated for my culinary skills.

[HISSING]

Harry always said you
were a whiz in the kitchen.

I can give Wolfgang Puck
a run for his money.

But now, Dent and Big Mama have

got the pendant,

and the world will never taste
my eggplant parmesan.

Hey.

Hey, that's nice.
Real nice.

All right, let's go.
Use me as a step.

[HISSING]

Hey!

- It's got a leak!
- Well, hurry up!

[HISSING]

Okay, here.

Keep adding pressure
till I get out.

Let up for a second.
It's getting too full.

Cody, let up.

- It's stuck!
- Well, pull it out!

[GRUNTING]

[GASPING]

Sorry, I'm not very mechanical.

I'll try to remember that.

So, come on.

Let's get to the Chicken Habit.

Uh, I don't think
the pendant is there.

- What do you mean?
- Harry left me a note, too.

Come on,
I'll explain on the way.

Ah! Radiator cap.

CODY:
Right.

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

[CHILDREN CHATTERING]

[GIRL SCREAMING]

[CHILDREN CHATTERING]

[SCREAMING]

Hi. Welcome to Chicken Habit.
Can I take your order?

Oh, yes.

- [CHILDREN YELLING]
- I'd like six chicken nuggets,

and three corn on the cob.

WOMAN: Can you speak
a little louder, sir?

I can't hear you.

Oh, okay. Quiet.

[CHILDREN CHATTERING]

[SCREAMS]
Quiet!

[CHATTERING STOPS]

I'd like six chicken nuggets,
and three corn on the cob.

Repair.
Just go on with your order.

Oh. Okay.

Uh, we'd also like three
colas and a root beer.

"Our larcenous friend
slipped out of the noose."

Do you think
Harry's talking about me?

Probably right.

"Take him to Robin.

"The chicken's a wild goose."

Robin's an old friend
of Harry's and mine.

So what's he mean,
"The chicken's a wild goose"?

Well, I think that was
Harry's way of telling me

that the Chicken Habit
was a wild goose chase.

Okay.

That all makes sense to me.

Except...

"Habit."

MacGyver!
It's so good to see you!

Hi, Sister.

Uh...

Sister Robin, this is Bill Cody.

- She's wearing a habit.
- I know that.

It's so nice to meet you,
Mr. Cody.

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

Uh, same here, Sister.

Bill Cody, I know your name.

Buffalo Bill.
I get it all the time.

No, from somewhere else.

Harry. He said you'd be
coming here with MacGyver.

He left a package.

A package?

But before I give it to you,

Harry wanted us to
have a meal together.

Meal? Why?

I don't know.

But when I read that note,
I said to myself,

"Harry, what are you up to,
anyway?"

- Did you figure it out?
- No.

But, he was very insistent.

No meal, no package.

No meal, no package.

Uh, pardon me, but my
manager wants to know

what you're doing
to our chicken.

We're replacing it with a duck!

Where is that pendant?

MAN: Well, why don't you try
Sister Robin's kitchen

just up the street.

What?

I didn't say anything.

I did.

[MAN LAUGHING MANICALLY]

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

Mr. Cody,
this is quite possibly

the best soup I've ever had,

and I know, because my Stanley
was a first-rate cook.

Oh, thank you.

Would you divulge a recipe
to a harmless old lady?

To a harmless old lady?
Not a chance.

But to you, I might consider it.

Oh, thank you.

Thank you, Mr. Cody.

Cody, I'm impressed.
You can cook.

Mr. Cody, I am speechless.

Well, actually,
not really, you know.

But you are simply wonderful.

Oh, that's very kind of you.
Thank you.

Thank you.

And now I suppose
you'd like the package.

Seventeen years
I've waited for this.

"Bud, I'd teach Cody myself,
except that I died,

your lesson at center,

four notes, side by side."

Isn't this a beautiful thing?

Okay, everybody, freeze!

Can't you ever wait?
All right!

Hand it over. Now!

[GUN COCKING]

You heard the lady.
Hand it over.

No.

[GROANING]

Give it to him, Cody.

Have a nice life.

Ditto.

Cody,

they have got a gun.

So what? Without that pendant,
life is worthless anyway.

That pendant is
a piece of costume jewelry.

Costume jewelry? No way.

I had it appraised
before I went to prison.

It was almost worth
a million back then.

Not that pendant.

The diamond had a big scratch
right down the middle of it.

It was glass.

Harry...

Harry must have,
must have made a switch.

"I'd teach Cody myself,
except that I died,

your lesson at center,
four notes, side by side."

Four notes side by side.

[WIND HOWLING]

Come on, what is this?

A hockey rink.

A hockey rink.

Why would Harry bring us here?

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

Hey, we made it.

Now your skates and stick
are behind the back seat.

You coming or what?

Just a second.

Harry,

you never forgot a thing.

Come on, MacGyver, how is
skating going to solve anything?

[SIGHING]

I don't know.

"I'd teach Cody myself,

except that I died,

your lesson at center."

My lesson at center.

COMMENTATOR:
...Cyclone Taylor Arena,

and the first period of
sudden death overtime

to decide this Minnesota state
Pee Wee Hockey Championship.

MacGyver, number 11
of the Wildcats

facing off against Steve Smith
of the Eagles.

MacGyver wins the draw...

[CROWD CHEERING]

...a long pass up the middle!
MacGyver gets the...

[COMMENTATOR CHATTERING]

- [CROWD CHEERING]
- MacGyver scores!

Wins the State Championship
in OT!

What a beautiful goal
from MacGyver!

He took a super pass...

[CROWD YELLING]

[COMMENTATOR CHATTERING]

The Wildcats win this game,

one-nothing
in sudden-death overtime.

You intentionally
tripped that boy.

But we did it, Grandpa.
We won!

You're no winner, bud.

The Wildcats are
still celebrating

their dramatic win
here at Taylor Arena.

MacGyver,
the last man to leave the ice,

is skating over
to Referee Boss Jones.

He's pointing to center ice.

I don't know what he said
to the referee.

The referee going back to the
timer's bench has disallowed the goal.

- [CROWD BOOING]
- Unbelievable.

I've never seen
anything like it!

They're taking the goal
off the scoreboard.

[WHISTLE BLOWING]

Hey, Cody.

I think I figured it out.

The pendant's in the ice?

My lesson at center.

The one he wanted to teach you.

By slipping me a fake pendant?

Well,

in case you ran off with it
before the meal, I guess.

Harry always saw
something in you.

Something decent.

And he knew Sister Robin's kitchen
was the perfect place to tap into it.

By having me make lunch?

Well, yeah.

Cooking is what you do best,

and it's what the people at
the soup kitchen need most.

It was all a part
of Harry's lesson.

That success isn't a matter
of how much you've got,

it's how well you live.

Which is what?

I'm supposed to give
my pendant to charity?

Well, as a matter of fact,

Sister Robin
is losing her lease.

Hold it, hold it, wait a minute.

Sister Robin has gotten along
just fine without me.

People have been eating
her lousy food for decades.

All of a sudden they need me
to stay in business?

It's not that sudden.

Harry knew about
the lease coming due.

It was all part of his plan.

That's what he was up to.

That no-good schemer.

Why couldn't he have
just died like everybody else?

No, not Harry.
He's too stubborn.

CODY:
Holy mackerel!

This is the real thing.

So what do you say?

SISTER ROBIN: Young man,
you get your hands off of me!

Just let go of me right now!

Play it straight, or say
goodbye to the penguin!

All right, take it easy, relax.

And this one better be real.

Our fence laughed at us.

Oh, this is real, all right.

Come on, let's go.
Toss it over!

Okay.

[GRUNTING]

[GROANING]

Get him, MacGyver!

[GROANING]

Give me that!

[GROANING]

Are you all right?

[IN GERMAN ACCENT]
Herr Cody and associates!

Welcome.

Perhaps you noticed my black
van tracking your every move.

[MAN LAUGHING]

That was I.

The one behind the scenes.

The one who pitted each
of you against the other,

so that I may
step in at the end,

and annex mein just desserts.

You don't remember me,
do you, Freinholtz?

No.

I am Herr Arnold.

I own this pendant

and I am reclaiming it.

Biff Arnold?

The owner of the jewelry store?

You weren't German.

[IN AMERICAN ACCENT]
Right.

Well, as you can see, the years
have been very stressful for me.

Uh, Mr. Arnold,

that pendant is not yours.

[IMITATING JONATHAN WINTERS]
Is that right, sonny?

Well, as you can see,
I still have possession of it,

[LAUGHING]
Don't I?

[IMITATING JOHN WAYNE]
And possession's

nine-tenths of the law, pilgrim.

Besides,

[IMITATING JOHN HOUSEMAN]
I earned it.

The old-fashioned way.

It all started
when I was very young.

[IMITATING A SMALL CHILD]
I said, "Daddy, Daddy,

can I have some money,

"Daddy, please?"

[IMITATING JOHN WAYNE]
Tarnation, boy!

I said get out in them fields

and shuck that cotton,
and shovel out that mule pen.

And get yourself a haircut,
you look like a sissy.

[SPEAKING IN GRUFF VOICE]
And so I did.

I wandered off into the world
to build my own business.

A jewelry store.

Very respectable,
but, I didn't have enough.

I wanted more.
Do you hear me?

More, more, more!

And, now look at me.

A shadow of the man I once was.

[CHORTLING]

I've waited years
for this moment.

And now the pendant is mine.

Do you hear me?
Mine! All mine!

Can I see it?

See it?

Uh, what do you mean, see it?
I, I don't understand.

Look at it.

I want to look at your pendant.

Oh, sure, have a look.

But don't get any ideas.

[IMITATING SEAN CONNERY]
I'm a crack shot.

Yeah. I know you are.

Notice the quality.

And the fine cut.

[IMITATING JONATHAN WINTERS]
It's not the size

that makes the gem, you know.

Stop that, sonny!

You're a pervert.

Mommy, Mommy, forgive me, Mommy.

Let's ask Daddy, Mommy.

I want some money, Mommy.

[IMITATING JOHN WAYNE]
Hold on there, pilgrim.

- I told you to...
- Is this how you remember him?

Nah, the years
haven't been kind.

He's gone over the deep end.

...dang ballet classes again.

Yeah.

[IMITATING JONATHAN WINTERS]
But Daddy, I gotta be me.

Hold it right there.

What?

The gun.

Give me the gun.

Sure.

Good. Now, stay put.

Someone will be here soon.

[IMITATING INSPECTOR CLOUSEAU]
Stay put?

Yes, stay put.

Put my foot.

Call 911?

ARNOLD:
Put me down.

Putting. Ah, yes, yes.
Tapioca pudding.

[LAUGHING]

Definitely.

[IMITATING PORKY PIG]

[STAMMERING]
T-T-T-That's all, folks!

[HUMMING LOONEY TUNES MELODY]

[ALL CHANTING]
Cody, Cody!

Just listen to them.

Word got out that Cody's
going to start cooking today.

You don't think he's changed his
mind about paying off our lease?

Ah,

I think he just stopped off to
deposit the check. He'll be here.

He's just late.

Yes, he'll be here.

- [CROWD CHANTING]
- Cody! Cody! Cody!

But he is awfully late.

[DOOR OPENING]

What are you staring at?
The shirt?

The suitcase?

What would you do
if you had a million dollars?

All of a sudden, I was in back
of a taxi on the way to the airport.

The cabbie turns on the radio,
and do I hear music?

No, I hear Harry.

He says,
"What are you up to, Cody?"

How can I deal with that?

Well, am I late?

I'd say you were just in time.

Your public awaits you.

[ALL CHEERING]

[THEME SONG PLAYING]

[MARIA LAUGHING]

MARIA:
It's been wonderful.

No work, no others.

Only us two.

It's been great.

So, when do you get back
from your next field trip?

Perhaps I won't have to go.

MacGyver, I've been offered
a position at the university.

Not much money, but
a lot of free time for us.

You're leaving
the Phoenix Foundation?

With regrets, yes.

But I want us to be
together all the time.

You don't think you'll
miss the traveling,

the, uh, excitement,

new places, all that stuff?

Oh, MacGyver, I've already
lived in too many places.

I want to be with one man.

With you.

Well, you're with me now.

Like friends, sure.
Like lovers, yes.

But like a family?

Well, the--the idea
of a family is nice.

Nice?

I'm talking about
more than nice.

I'm talking about commitment,

and you never want
to discuss it.

[SIGHING]
Commitment.

Uh...

Maria, it's...

It's just not an easy thing
for me to talk about. Okay?

Okay.

Take me home.

Uh, but I will talk about it.

I want to talk about it.

Come on.

What frightens you?

That you won't see other women?

Oh, I don't know.
I don't think that's it.

I mean, I'm not really
seeing anyone right now.

[DOOR CLOSING]

About time you got home.

Kate?

Kate!

Oh, uh, Kate's a cop.

Policeman. Woman.

I can see she's a woman.

And a cop.

Uh, Lieutenant Kate Murphy.

I was working undercover.

Uh, Maria Romburg.

Mmm, MacGyver and I
are just friends, Maria.

JENNY:
That you, MacGyver?

Jenny?

- Jenny.
- I borrowed your shower again.

Hope you don't mind, lover.

Oh, actually, Jenny's with me.

She was having trouble
at home again,

and the Challenge Center
was out of beds.

I was hoping
that she could stay here.

Chinese, anyone?

KATE: Talk marriage
with a guy, he gets nervous.

JENNY: It's not just marriage.
It's everything.

The guys I know, never talk
about how they really feel.

That's because men
are afraid of their feelings.

True.

Are all American men
so frightened of emotion?

Or is it they are
frightened of women?

Oh, come on.

What are you talkin' about,
"all American men"?

Okay. Some American men.

Like cowboys, who
are faithful to their horse,

but not with a woman.

[CHUCKLES]

Like marriage would be
a prison sentence?

Marriage?

They get seriously disturbed
about using dirty words,

like love.

You know, Jenny,
I've noticed that same thing.

All right, wait.
Hold it, here.

I... I've got something to say
about all this.

Yeah?

And?

And I'm going to bed.

[JENNY GIGGLING]

You know, I think
you really got to him.

MARIA: Nothing cuts so deep
as the truth.

JENNY: Just like a man.
He can't confront his own emotions,

so he runs away.

KATE: And leaves us
with the mess.

Jenny, what do you say
we get it cleaned up?

JENNY:
Deal.

MARIA:
Here, let me help.

[MAN CHATTERING ON T.V.]

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

[SQUEAKING]

MacGyver,
I got to hand it to you.

This contraption here's gonna keep me
in business till my arm heals up.

Glad I could help you out, Bear.

Well, anything I can do for you,

you name it.

Well, as a matter of fact,

I'd appreciate the rentin'
of your spare wagon

for a couple of days.

Doggone it, MacGyver.
The Bozers got my last one.

Paid in advance, too.

Yeah, well, those boys
are becomin' right civilized.

It's fascinatin' what a
gold strike will do to a man.

They got money, but they
don't smell no sweeter.

Can you believe they went and
contracted two mail order brides?

That's why they hired my wagon.

I got to feel sorry
for them women

comin' all the way out here
to hitch up with the Bozers.

Still, I guess
they can always say no.

Mail order brides
are usually pretty desperate.

Where are you headed, MacGyver?

Last Chance Gulch.

Supplies.

You can take my personal rig.

I'd be much obliged, Bear.

[MAN CALLING TO HORSES]

That's gotta be them now!

[DOG BARKING]

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

MAN:
Hey, boys.

Welcome to Serenity.

I'm Kate Murphy.

Oh, the one who
arranged for us to come.

- Mmm-hmm.
- I'm Maria Romburg.

And you are my man?

Wilt Bozer?

WILT:
Heck, no!

- Darling!
- I'm your man.

Wilt, Wilt, I seen her first.

Now, ain't that the
sweet truth, darlin'?

- No, she's mine, I saw her first.
- Please...

Now, hold your water, boys.

Hi, Miss Murphy.

I'm Jenny.

Well, Jenny.

Jenny-girl, you're in luck.

I'm Milt Bozer.

I'm your man.

Now, Milt, Milt...

the girls just got here.

I've got to get 'em settled in.

Here's your money.
Consider it settled.

Now,

come and give your new husband
a kiss, Maria!

MARIA:
No!

Now if you're gonna treat them
like dance-hall floozies, the deal is off!

You delivered 'em,
and you got paid.

- So just butt out!
- Now, boys!

Don't you think the girls
ought to have a say in this?

No.

- Yes!
- Please.

We made you a deal.

Why, you...

It's a dead deal, Milt!

You're dead, MacGyver.

Get--Get--

[GRUNTING]

[COUGHING]

Want me to squash him, MacGyver?

No, thanks, Bear.

It's over.

Thank you.

You're promised to me, woman.

And we got us a contract!

If the girls are willin'.

MILT:
If they're willing?

You better get them cleaned up
and over to the saloon

within a half hour,

or there's gonna be big trouble!

Yeah.

Wilt!

I guess we'd better talk.

I'll be right with you,
Miss Kate.

But first, I wanna thank you, too,
Mr. MacGyver.

No thanks necessary, ma'am.

Help you with your bag?

Well, I--I would've come
to your defense, Milt,

but I had my hands full
with--with MacGyver.

Would you shut up

with your whinin'
and your excuse-makin'?

Well, I tell you,
the next I see him,

it's gonna be payback time!

You've got no gun.

[SHIVERING]

Kate Murphy has got our women.

She's got the gold
we paid for 'em.

Now would you put that feeble
mind of yours to that problem?

Before you go off
and get yourself killed?

Okay.

KATE: You two wouldn't wanna
try another town, would you?

Yes.

I would like to get
away from here.

Well, you're all set.

KATE:
Plans have changed, MacGyver.

I'm taking them to catch a
train out of Last Chance Gulch.

As soon as I can hire a wagon.

Well, as it happens,
I'm headed that way.

If you don't mind crowding.

I wouldn't mind a bit.

Well, now, I don't know.

Well, there are no more wagons
to hire in town.

Then we'll have to go
with you. Thank you.

Well, I reckon it's settled.

We will take you up
on your offer.

Yes, ma'am.

[DOG BARKING]

Billy. Cole.

News.

JESSE:
News.

- Jesse.
- You find out anything?

Sort of.

Sundance,

Kid, Tansey.

Kate find out when that
payroll shipment's due yet?

I wouldn't count on it, Kid.

Well, why not?

She crossed you, Kid.

Went into business for herself.

Contracting
for mail order brides.

I don't believe that.

[TANSEY LAUGHING]

Maybe she don't love you
no more.

She left Serenity this mornin'

with two women
and a fellow named MacGyver.

I guess she hooked up with him.

They're headed
to Last Chance Gulch.

I--I figure they'll camp
at Stony Creek tonight.

Who is this MacGyver?

He's got a spread
outside Serenity.

Word is, he don't wear a gun.

Is he gutless, or simple-minded?

I heard of him.

Kind of invents things to
get himself out of trouble.

Well, I don't think he can
invent a way to stop a bullet.

He sure did invent a way
to steal your woman.

Up to a little
target-shootin', Sundance?

Well, nothing much else to do.

[PLAYING BANJO]

[HAMMERING]

[HOOVES CLOMPING]

Well, aren't you up bright
and early this morning.

Howdy.

Give you a hand?

Well, actually, I think I have
made the necessary repairs.

Well, hello, ladies.

Please, forgive
my blocking the trail.

But, since you are stopped,

perhaps you would be interested

in some of my wares.

No, thanks.
Let's go, MacGyver.

MacGyver!

I have heard of you.

"The Man Who Carries No Gun."

Yep.

[THUNDER RUMBLING]

And what is so terrible of a man
wishing not to kill other men

You make a fine philosophical
point there, ma'am.

But I can sense
that you have reasons.

Please, forgive me,

but the palm of your
hand will tell the story.

Oh. No, no, no,
don't worry.

This reading will be gratis,
on the house.

You have journeyed
a great distance.

Now how on earth
did you figure that?

I am not a charlatan.

You are fleeing a dark

and terrible occurrence
in your past.

No, no. You seek

and need a new life.

- Stop it.
- No, no.

There is danger in your path,

but also a strong champion.

This is enough nonsense.

Please, I apologize.

I can only say what I sense.

[CHUCKLES] Which, indeed,
may be nonsense.

MacGyver, for you, a gift.

A small token.

For health and vigor.

Dr. Destiny's Iron Tonic.

DESTINY:
You carry secrets,

each of you.

Wounds on your souls.

The wounds will only heal

if you trust in each other.

[CHUCKLES]

Adieu.

Snake oil peddler.

Maybe.

Maybe he's right.

[THUNDER RUMBLING]

[LAUGHING]

WILT:
Just like I figured.

MacGyver and the women must
have camped out here last night.

Wet down, and dried out.

They must of rode out early.

Well, they can't make
much time haulin' a wagon.

We'll catch up to 'em.

[HOOVES POUNDING]

This your campsite?

Who's asking?

Mr. Colt.

MILT:
No!

We're just lookin'
for some friends.

I'm Milt Bozer and this,
this here's my brother Wilt.

Yeah, we're lookin'
for some people, too.

Three women,

man named MacGyver.

That's who we're after!

Those are the l-lover-boys
I told you about.

The ones who struck gold.

We'll be hittin' the trail now.

After that MacGyver fellow?

- Yeah.
- Good.

We'll just ride along
with you boys.

We don't need no help.

- [GUN COCKING]
- Oh, yes, you do.

[HORSE SNORTING]

Do you like this perfume,
MacGyver?

Yeah, it's nice, Jen.
Real nice.

He's real polite, he's friendly,

but he just isn't interested.

Truth is, Jenny, it's got
nothin' to do with you.

[SIGHS]

Hello, MacGyver.

Uh, beg your pardon, ma'am.

Oh, no, it's all right.

I'm sorry if I embarrass you,
MacGyver.

But surely you've seen
a woman before.

Yes, ma'am, I have.

It's just that...

Well, beautiful women
are not common in these parts.

Thank you.

Beautiful or not,
it's better to be clean, I think.

Can't argue that.

You can use my soap.

Or perhaps you are shy?

Well, as a matter of fact,
ma'am, I am.

Not to mention there's
company in close proximity.

Oh, I forgot.

Always others.

What?

Well, ma'am,

back at that medicine peddler,

well, when he talked about
something terrible in your life,

well, you got tight
as a bowstring.

Is there anything
I can do to help?

The past is the past.
I do not like to remember.

[GUN FIRING]

LOGAN: Try to run away again
and I'll shoot your legs off.

Stay put.

Now, you just
step on down, Kate.

Let me take a look at you.

[GUN COCKING]

Welcome to the party.

Yes, sir, indeed.

So you're MacGyver, huh?

He was just helpin' us
get to Last Chance.

Well, that's his mistake.

Yours was thinkin'
you could run off on me.

You don't own me.

Yeah, I think I do, Kate.

Now where's the gold
that belongs to these two?

I shipped it to California.

I believe I better check
on the truth of that.

Let them go.

They've got nothin'
to do with this.

LOGAN:
They're with you.

There's no gold.

There's nothin'.

I just wanted out.

Out?

You owe me, Kate!

Who kept you fed and clean?
Put shoes on your feet?

You could be talkin' about
your horse.

[GASPING]

No.

No, a horse would learn
from a whippin'.

Then let me go.

Kate,

when Kid Curry puts his
brand on something, it's his.

For life.

[HOOVES POUNDING]

It's the other woman!

She ran out on us!

Guess why?

LOGAN:
For murder.

$500 reward.

Nice company you keep, Kate.

- Gold?
- No sign of it.

Are you gonna
tell us about it, Kate?

Or do I just let you
choke a while?

Hey.

You want gold,
ask your friends there.

They got a whole mineful.

MILT:
Now wait a minute.

I, uh, I...

That's right.

We're gonna have us a nice
friendly talk about your gold mine.

Yeah.

I believe we can find
a use for the women.

But we got no use for MacGyver.

LOGAN: If he's lucky, he'll
be dead of a broken neck

by the time we're back
at Hole In The Wall.

[SUNDANCE CHUCKLING]

SUNDANCE:
Wouldn't rightly say that.

If he's not lucky,
he could choke to death.

Real slow.

See, MacGyver?

Quick is lucky.

The way that
signpost is shakin',

why, you might just get lucky.

Why don't you boys just
ride on up ahead of us?

Nice to be home, isn't it, Kate?

You're gonna do
what you want with me.

I know that.

But Jenny, she's just a girl.

She came out here looking
for a man, didn't she?

Well, I'll just let the
boys decide who gets her.

I said, inside.

Whoa, there!

MacGyver!

Oh, thank God!

I was so worried. I've been
looking everywhere for you.

What's wrong?

Oh, you saw the poster.

Who'd you murder?

Would you believe me
if I told you nobody?

When I came to New York, I stayed
with my sister and her husband.

One day my sister is out.

He comes home.

He comes at me.

He attacks me.

And you fought back?

Yes.

But I didn't kill him.

He...

He was hitting me.

And my sister came home.

Your sister killed him?

For me.

But she has children,
and what would happen to them?

So you took the blame?

Yes.

So, I had to run
to some place far.

You believe me,
don't you, MacGyver?

I believe you.

Now we better get moving.

They've taken the others
to Hole In The Wall.

[PLAYING BANJO]

Well, this is another
fine mess you got us into.

What'd I do, Milt?

Who found the gold?

Oh. Yeah.

I'm sorry.

You're sorry?

Say, why don't you come here
and give me a kiss?

[SCREAMING]

[LAUGHING]

Keep your hands off me!

Wait a minute,
I'm Billy the Kid!

Then it's time you grew up.

[MEN LAUGHING]

Maybe you ought
to rope her first, Billy.

Yeah, there's an idea.

You boys don't mind if Billy
has some fun, now, do you?

No. No.

We'll let you have her back,
when we're finished.

[SUNDANCE LAUGHING]

Uh, well, we--we changed
our minds about gettin' married.

We got no claim.

So, we'll just be runnin' along.

Get out of your way, so to say.

- Good idea.
- Hmm.

First I'd appreciate knowin'
the location of that strike.

The gold strike?

You made any others?

No.

It's just...

Well, what if I told you,
there wasn't any gold mine.

Well, now, first I'd
shoot off your kneecap,

and, uh, plug you in the belly.

After that,
I'd put one between your eyes.

Then I'd kill you.

Due west,

out of town.

Cut left at Devil's Bluff.

Straight down, 20, 25 yards.

Sure hope you boys
are tellin' the truth.

[PIG SQUEALING]

Giddyup!

Well, I guess we can
just walk right in now.

They'll see us.

Except everyone who would've
recognized us just rode off.

Oh.

What are we going to do?

Oh.

There's bound to be an idea
here somewhere.

[JENNY SOBBING]

Ow!

Get your hands off her, Billy.

Yeah, it's my turn.

Here, you work on Kate a while.

Well, howdy, boys!

Mind if I cut in?

Who are you, pilgrim?

Locomotive Luke.

Call me, Loco.
This here's Lucy.

We've been looking for her.

The young one.

Well, what do you mean?

Oh, I wouldn't be gettin' too close
to this one here if I were you.

She put half my gang
in their graves.

Heck, I wouldn't even
breathe the air next to her.

She's... sick.

She has a social disease.

Six dead, so far.

Poor Ringo.

He just up and

rotted away.

Oh, my God!

She sneezed on me!

Well, I'm real sorry
for you then, ma'am.

- [JENNY GASPING]
- No!

That'll just spread it.

Well, what can we do?

Lye soap.

Scrub yourselves down.

Take a bath?

Yuck!

It's cruel. It's unhuman.

But it's the only way.

Whose wagon's out there?

Oh, they came in it.

I got to take responsibility.

I'll just take 'em off
your hands right here.

- Loco, we ought to thank you.
- You're welcome.

[GASPING]

Well, hello, there, M-MacGyver.

[HENS CLUCKING]

MacGyver!

What are you doin' here?

Well, howdy, boys.
Just thought I'd drop in.

You stick here, Cole.

We got to get goin'

before that Kid Curry fellow
gets back.

Yeah.

He strikes me as
a kind of unfriendly fellow.

WILT:
No, y-you don't get it.

W-W-We gave him directions
to our gold mine.

And it ain't there.

On account of
there ain't no mine.

Think you boys are right.

He's bound to be
a tad upset with you.

So, where'd you get
all the gold?

We come upon a prospector
who come upon a grizzly.

So we figured he had no use
for that dust he was carryin'.

So we took it.

And told the town
you struck it rich?

Yeah, well, they kind of
looked up to us for a change.

Showed us some respect.

Well, not Kid Curry.

That fellow just doesn't seem
to have a sense of humor.

[GRUNTING]

Think you might
untie us, MacGyver?

WILT:
MacGyver?

MILT:
You know, MacGyver,

me and Wilt, we...

we've been thinkin' it over.

WILT: We've done
some nasty things,

and we ought to
atone for our sins.

Atone?

Yeah, it kind of means
pay for what you owe.

Huh.

Not a bad idea, boys.

And right now is the time
for you to start atonin'.

What, uh...

What do you mean?

Got the idea?

Yeah.

Yeah, but--but what
if he hears us?

Wilt, that is the idea.

Not that way!

Put him in the shed.

Jenny, would you get your tail
over here with that whiskey?

Jesse, take someone else.
This one's spoke for.

MacGyver busted out.

He's gonna get the law.

What happened to Cole?

He took off after MacGyver.

Go get him.

MILT: What'd you go
and trip me for?

I'm trying to help you boys.

BILLY: Well, then
stay out from underfoot.

Is that fair?

I come in trying to
do right by you folks,

this fellow's
treatin' me like a dog.

That's what I call
right poor manners.

JESSE:
You want manners?

I'll be real polite, just before
I kick your fool head in.

[JESSE CHATTERING]

Soon as you hear
a lot of gunfire,

make a run for the wagon.

Which way did he go?

I think he must
have gone this way.

JESSE:
Keep movin'.

[HOOVES POUNDING]

[HENS CLUCKING]

What are you varmints
playin', hide and seek?

No, MacGyver busted out.

Bozer here told us.

Bozer, huh?

Bring him inside.

BILLY:
What about MacGyver?

SUNDANCE: We'll deal with him
after we bury the Bozers.

Hi.

- Did you find that gold mine?
- Yeah.

You did?

Yeah, and we'd like
to thank you for it.

LOGAN: I don't like
being made to look a fool.

Not gonna shoot us, are you?

Oh, it's not gonna be that easy.

I'm gonna shave you real close.

[EXPLOSIONS]

[ALL EXCLAIMING]

LOGAN:
Where's it coming from?

[GUN FIRING]

Get in the wagon!
Get movin'!

[SQUEALING]

Hold it!

Bozers and the girls are gone!

[EXCLAIMS]

Look out!
C-Come on!

The door's stuck.

[EXCLAIMS]

Hurry, MacGyver!

Giddyup!

Hold it. Just get out of
the way, get out of the way.

Now let's go.

There he is!

LOGAN: Get off me.
Get off me!

BILLY:
Oh, my head!

Damn!

[BELL RINGING]

This belongs to you, boys.

Well,

me and Wilt, we talked it over.

We wanna loan it to you.

Why?

Uh, grubstake, kind of.

Yeah, we--we figured we
give you girls a lot of grief.

What can we say?

You don't have to say nothin'.

[GIRLS CHUCKLING]

Well, I guess
we better get goin'.

Come here, you.

I owe you, MacGyver.

Don't you forget me now,
you hear?

So, we say goodbye.

I guess.

Goodbye.

Wait!

You're not leavin'.

What do you mean?

Oh.

CONDUCTOR:
All aboard!

[STEAM ENGINE HISSING]

Hi.

W-What--what?

I have great news.

Pete called.

I have an assignment in Rio.

It is Carnival.

What? Now?

Now.

What about your position
at the university?

That was just an idea.
A dream.

You are right.
I would miss the excitement.

- Oh, but wait a minute, what if...
- I must not miss my plane.

No, no, what about last night?

What about last night?

Well,

we were-- we were
talkin' about, um,

commitment.

What?

Commitment.
We were talkin' about it.

What about it?

Well, I'd like to talk
some more about it.

We will, we will,
as soon as I get back.

Bye.

[THEME SONG PLAYING]

[PEOPLE SHOUTING]

Halt! Halt!

[PEOPLE CHANTING]

Can't go this way, sir.

I'm just trying to get
to the garage over here.

Sorry, but I got a
bigger problem right now.

You'll have to turn around.

[ENGINE SPUTTERING]

CROWD: Stop the spray today!
Stop the spray today!

Stop the spray today!
Stop the spray today!

Stop the spray today!
Stop the spray today!

Stop the spray today!
Stop the spray today!

TONY: Growers and
contractors in this valley

have robbed you once again...

[CROWD SHOUTING]

...and are poisoning
you and your families.

[CROWD SHOUTING]

Why should we risk our health,

our lives, our children,

because of their
apathy and greed?

[CROWD BOOING]

Now--Now how can state
and government agencies

allow the spraying
of toxic chemicals

with known effects
on human health?

[CROWD AGREEING]

With deadly effects on
birds and fish and wildlife,

with the poisoning of
our air, our soil, our water.

[CHEERING]

Now I believe...

I believe
that future generations

will look back
at the 20th century's use

of toxic pesticides

in--in food production
as just total madness.

Farm workers must be
informed about the dangers

we face every day.

TONY: Can you hear us?
Can you hear us, Mr. Kasabian?

Our vineyards are clean.

We observe the pesticide laws.

TONY:
The laws are weak.

Enforcement is in the hands
of government agencies

run by the growers
for the benefit of growers!

[CROWD CHEERING]

We've got to do
something about Garcia.

- My father's tied my hands.
- Garcia knows.

If you're so concerned
about your workers,

explain the slavery
in your fields.

[CROWD SHOUTING]

The deplorable conditions.

The--The low wages, long hours.

Why don't you
balance your speeches

with the truth,
Mr. Garcia?

This man is using
some personal tragedy

to incite unrest.

I'm a grower,

and I care about my workers.
I care about all of you.

[CROWD BOOING]

Your speeches are
exaggerations and distortions.

Hey, explain to me

why workers who complained
about being sent out into the fields

too soon after spraying
were dismissed

after seeking medical help
for nausea,

blurred vision,
burns of the skin?

That happened
in someone else's fields.

- [CROWD SHOUTING]
- Not mine.

A contract would
help us see to it

that no worker
is hospitalized again

for exposure
to toxic pesticides.

[CHEERING]

You're gonna end up hospitalized

if you don't keep
your mouth shut.

He's a liar!

You shut your mouth!

[GRUNTING]

You're under arrest!
Now move!

[GROANING]

Stay here!

Hey, hey!

ALEX:
Hey, man, this is illegal.

Whatever happened, uh, to the
Constitution and freedom of speech?

- [MEN AGREEING]
- MAN: Right, man!

- Hector Lopez.
- LOPEZ: Yeah?

- MAN: Lopez, Lopez.
- Mr. Kasabian posted bail.

[ALL EXCLAIMING]

Posted bail?

Well, that's a joke.

I mean, you weren't supposed
to be here in the first place.

Shut up, Silva.

Hey, I got an idea.

Maybe you should get a nametag
that says "Kasabian chump."

[MEN CHUCKLING]

And that way, you know, the
police won't get you mixed up with us.

Hey, Alex!

Hector's not the problem here.

Hey, compadre.

You do what you
have to do, okay?

[MEN CHATTERING]

TONY:
Okay.

We made a good
showing of ourselves.

The day is coming

when the grapes will
no longer be washed

with the tears and blood
of farm workers.

[AGREEING]

[ALEX CLAPPING]

Nice speech.

You're starting to sound
like a politician.

MacGYVER:
Uh, excuse me.

I'm sorry.

Aren't you guys
on the same side?

You stay out of this.
I mean, nobody asked you.

Hey, nobody asked him
to fight for us, either.

Excuse my brother-in-law.

He's young.

Tony Garcia.

MacGyver.

[MEN CHATTERING]

I was kind of interested in
what you were saying out there.

Yeah? I wish others
were as interested.

You know, they conduct
investigations after investigation,

and then they say they don't know
what causes the health problems.

We live in an area

that's flooded with pesticides.

I-I-It's exactly
what happened in McFarland.

What do you mean?

He means the cancer clusters
among the children.

It's--It's happening here.

Just like in McFarland.

Three times
the national average.

Well, you know,

I've read about the
McFarland studies, and...

I know, I know, I know.

They say that cancer
may include factors

such as our hard life,
uh, poverty,

exposure to all kinds of things,
including fertilizer

and bad plumbing.

Can you discount that?

Yes, I can.

See, in my opinion,

our children are exposed to
pesticides when they play outdoors,

when they hug their mothers and
fathers returning from the fields,

and I believe,
despite government findings,

when they drink our water.

[CLEARING THROAT]

I've read a lot of those
government studies.

They seem to be
trying to get all the facts.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, see, but we don't
need any more government studies,

or--or committees,
or experts, right?

What we need

is recognition from the growers
that addresses our concerns.

It's what we believe
is happening to us.

See, that's what we need.

[SIGHING]
But this is what we get.

[CRICKETS CHIRPING]

Okay, on your feet.

[MEN CHATTERING]

Let's get a move on here.

Time to go home, everybody.

Aw, so soon?

[CLICKING TONGUE]
You know, you could hold us.

Keep talking, Silva, and I will.

POLICEMAN:
Let's move it, people.

[MEN CHATTERING]

You're a liar
and a troublemaker, Tony.

I know the growers
in this valley.

The majority of them are
good, law-abiding people,

especially Caspar Kasabian.

But he is the biggest one
and once I have him,

I have the ones
that do endanger my people.

That is totally unfair.

The farm inspectors do
a good job out here.

There aren't enough of them.

We live in a real world,
for God's sake.

The growers follow
pesticide regulations.

Most of the growers aren't in their
own fields doing the picking, aheriff.

We are.

Well, you listen up, mister.

The things you are saying are
unproven and erroneous scare tactics.

And it better stop.

Now are we through, sheriff?

Yeah, I'm through with you.

[CHATTERING]

Where are you staying?

Not really sure.

Are you staying?

Not really sure
about that, either.

It all kind of depends on when
I can get my car back on the road.

[SIGHING]

Yeah, figures.

That's his way of saying thanks.

What's he got to thank me for?

Caring.

I'll tell you what. It's too late
to get your car fixed now.

Um, I'll call my nephew,
tow it back to my place,

and fix it for you
in the morning.

Tonight, you can stay
with me and my family, huh?

What do you say?

I say muchas gracias.

[LAUGHS]

You must be glad you came
this way, huh, MacGyver?

Well, someday I'll learn
to drive on the Interstates.

Actually, you've--you've
come at a very interesting time.

I've just received some
information that, if true,

could help change
things around here.

What kind of information?

Well, at this point,
I think it's best left unsaid.

Tell me, MacGyver,
you got any kids?

No.

I have a 12-year-old.
Natalie.

Wait till you meet her.

[VEHICLE APPROACHING]

TONY:
Oh, my God!

[TIRES SCREECHING]

What are they doing?

[GUN FIRING]

[TIRES SCREECHING]

[GUN COCKING]

TONY:
Run, MacGyver, run!

You gotta go!

[GRUNTING]

[PANTING]

[GUN FIRING]

Tony.

[GROANING]

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

You were sprayed.

And hit.

Workers found you
in the field this morning.

You were hosed off, but
you should still see a doctor.

[GRUNTS]

I am Carmen Garcia.

My husband, Tony,

he was with you last night.
He's missing.

We have searched all over.

What happened?

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

That description could fit any
truck in the county, Mr. MacGyver.

Well, why don't you try
starting with the Kasabians?

[COUGHING]

Sheriff, the front fender
of the truck that hit us

has got to be dented.

Garcia's vehicle was found
abandoned outside of town,

burned in a wreck.

I sure didn't see
any bullet holes.

It was a shotgun.

What are you,
some kind of weapons expert?

It was a shotgun.

Look, will you just tell us
what you're doing to find Tony?

That's police business, Silva.

I'll conduct the
investigation as I see fit.

- That's what I was afraid of.
- Don't give me any of your mouth.

- Well, then why don't you...
- Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey. Come on.

Sheriff,

Tony Garcia was chased,

and he was shot at
and now he's missing.

You've got a description
of the truck,

and, sheriff, I would think
you'd want to find it.

Don't push me,
Mr. MacGyver.

I'm trying to help.

Help?

Know what I think?
I think you're an organizer.

You drove into this town
just looking for trouble.

Well, you're not here 10 minutes
and you're thrown in jail for fighting.

And now you're in here
with the local hothead,

accusing one of the most
upstanding citizens of this county

of murder.

Let me give you some advice.

Soon as your car is fixed,
get out of town.

And just keep going.

When I'm ready to, sheriff.

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

[COUGHING]

Yeah, this is where I was hit.

[COUGHING]

And Tony ran up this way.

[COUGHING]

[COUGHING]

You okay?

I hope so.

You know, I heard a story
about a worker in Texas

who was applying, uh,

Dinoseb with a backpack,
uh, type sprayer.

You know, he wore regular
clothes, not protective clothing.

Well, it leaked.

[COUGHING]

Next day,
he collapsed in the fields.

Contractor gave him aspirin,

which makes
the Dinoseb poisoning worse.

He died an hour later, with a
temperature of 110 degrees.

Now Dinoseb is against the law.

[SIGHS]

Well, that makes me feel
a lot better. Thanks.

It's not Tony's.

Must have belonged to one
of the guys that jumped you.

Tony's blood?

I did hear two gunshots.

Look, I didn't
know him very well.

But he sure seemed
like a friend to me.

Yeah.

[SIGHING]

That's the way it was with him.

You know,
this won't prove anything.

Yeah. I know.

I gotta go tell my sister.

[ALEX SPEAKING SPANISH]

We'll get them.

I swear to you, we'll get them.

At night,

Tony would confide in me.

He knew he was in danger.

They would only
allow him to push so far

before they would
try to stop him.

[HUSHING]

MacGYVER:
Um...

He told me he had
some information

that might change things
here in the valley.

Did he ever mention
anything like that to you?

Only that he suspected
Kasabian of illegal activity.

When Tony got proof,
he would use it

to pressure them into

signing a contract
to protect the workers.

Tony believed that
would be the only way

that--that we could
win this war.

You know, that we wouldn't
have to wait for, uh,

for Sacramento or Washington

to, you know,
to pass laws to protect us.

And now it's too late.

Mama, what's wrong?

[SPEAKING SPANISH]

NATALIE:
No! No!

No!

[CRYING]
No!

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

[CRICKETS CHIRPING]

[SPANISH SONG PLAYING
ON STEREO]

How's Natalie?

CARMEN:
She'll be okay.

[SIGHING]

One good thing
about Natalie's handicap,

it makes her strong.

I...

worked in the fields into my
seventh month of pregnancy.

They used to spray
the fields at night,

and every day when we worked.

You noticed this smell.

I used to get sick often,

but I thought
it was the pregnancy.

When Natalie was born,
her leg was not formed properly.

And you think
it was from the pesticides?

We're poor people,
Mr. MacGyver.

Many things contribute
to birth defects.

There's no proof, but...

But that's what
Tony believed, right?

Yes.

That's when he quit
work in the fields.

He vowed that
no other child or parent

should have to suffer so much.

A fine dream.

But now it's dead.

Like Tony.

[CRYING]

Carmen.

There is no reason in the world
why Tony's work has to die, too.

Who's gonna follow
in his footsteps?

Alex? You?

No one.

But we can all do our part.

But how?

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

MENDOZA:
Lopez,

if any of this bunch
is rabble-rousing,

I want to know about it.

We can't stop them
all from talking.

If they get the kind of
agreements that they're after,

labor contractors like me
will be out of business.

Just tell me
who the agitators are.

I'll take care of it from there.

There's one right there.

Get outta here.

Troublemakers don't work for me.

I don't need to work
for you to make trouble.

MENDOZA:
Get on up there.

[BUS ENGINE CRANKING]

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

[COUGHING]

Excuse me.

Is there any
drinking water around?

[SPEAKING SPANISH]

[SPEAKING SPANISH]

[COUGHS]

Uh,

excuse me.

Is there a bathroom?

[SPEAKING SPANISH]

Really.

[COUGHING]

[COUGHING]

[TRACTOR RUMBLING]

[MAN CHATTERING]

[COUGHS]

Yours?

Isn't yours.

Well, it was on the ground.
I just put it back.

Now I remember you.
From yesterday.

You're the gabacho that
went in to help Tony Garcia.

[LAUGHS]
Big help, huh?

You know, you're crazy
coming out here.

No, I need the work.

Yeah, right. You're probably
one of those organizers.

No, I'm not.

But I did want to see what
Tony Garcia was fighting for.

Tony's my friend. We grew up
together working in these fields.

He tried to get me to
leave here to go with him.

But supporting
my family comes first.

You know there's a good
chance that Tony Garcia is dead.

Murdered.

I don't know
anything about a murder.

You know where to find him?

No, and why should I?
Now get off Kasabian's land!

[COUGHS]

How?

It's 20 miles to town.

Crawl, for all I care.

[COUGHING]

[CHURCH BELLS TOLLING]

[DOOR OPENING]

Oh.

Good morning.

Hi.

You missed mass, but
Mama said to let you sleep.

Oh, that's a good choice.

Where's she?

She and Uncle Alex
are still at the church.

Here are the things
you asked for.

Sunglasses
and nail polish remover.

Oh, that's great.

Polarized. Perfect.

Can you pop
the lenses out of that?

Okay.

[COUGHS]

That's a microscope?

Actually, it's a spectroscope.

I can't make a microscope.

NATALIE:
See anything?

Take a look.

NATALIE:
Wow. Crystals.

Yeah, and they're melting.

What does that mean?

Well, I have to verify it.

But I think I know
what your dad was onto.

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

Nick, I checked on that
outsider I told you about.

Carlos got the report on his
fingerprints from the sheriff's station.

And?

His name's MacGyver.

He works for
The Phoenix Foundation.

Look, Hector, get the big truck

and meet us
over at the warehouse.

MacGyver.

Is he the one
who was with Tony Garcia?

Yeah.

And we've got ourselves
a major problem.

So we'll just get rid of the evidence,
and then MacGyver.

Let's go.

All right. Thanks, Pete.
I'll be here.

It's Alex.

He's gone to the Kasabian farm.

What for?

Uh, we saw our friend,
Juan, at church.

He owns the auto body shop.

Yesterday, he repaired a
fender on Nick Kasabian's truck.

We better report
that to the police.

Juan did.

That's why Alex is so angry.

He says the police
have done nothing.

Well, how does Alex
know what they've done?

He doesn't. I said the same thing,
but Alex would not listen.

MacGyver,

I'm afraid he's going
to do something foolish.

Um...

I ran a test
on Kasabian's grapes.

I think he's spraying
a growth enhancer called FIX.

I've-- I've heard of it.

Yeah.
It's illegal on grapes.

All right, listen. There's a team
from the Phoenix Foundation

coming here to run some tests.

You meet them.
I'll find Alex.

Okay.

[HORN HONKING]

I need to talk to you.

Later, okay, Dad?
I'm kind of busy.

Now.

I got a call from the sheriff.

Yeah? So what's he want?

Another contribution
for his campaign fund?

He wants to talk to you.

I got nothing to say
to that rent-a-cop.

All right. Then you tell me.
How'd your truck get banged up?

You know, I really don't know.

Someone must have smashed
into it when it was parked.

Yeah, Davis thinks
that you may know something

about what happened
to Tony Garcia.

Well, I don't.

Nick, contrary
to what you think,

I don't own
the police department.

They're gonna
start investigating

Tony Garcia's
disappearance all the way.

Sounds like you're
worried about me, Dad.

Yes, I'm...

I'm worried about you.

I, uh,

went to the clinic
last night, you know,

where the workers take their
families for medical treatment?

I'm gonna start making
concessions about spraying.

You crazy?

Are you gonna give in
to a bunch of pickers?

What has happened to you?

Well, we didn't have

DDT scares 40 years ago.

We didn't have
changing climates.

There was plenty of water.
No acid rain.

And whether there's
scientific evidence or not,

I never heard of cancer clusters
among school children.

Dad, we have an
entire crop coming

and we could lose it all.

Every damn grape.

Well, it wouldn't
be the first time.

Do you want to watch
this place go under?

You want to lose it all,
forever?

Your whole life's work?

I don't understand.

Yeah, I know you don't.

And I take a lot of
the responsibility for that.

Nick, where you going?

I have business to take care of.

Let it go! It's Sunday.

- I can't.
- Why?

Because! We've been
spraying FIX, Dad!

Since when?

Since we've been
doubling our profits.

Why wasn't I told?

What's the difference?

The only thing that matters
now is that I get it cleaned up.

Why wasn't I told?

[TRUCK ENGINE STARTS]

Why wasn't I told?

Alex, no!

ALEX:
No!

Don't you try to stop me, man.

That tractor's sprayed
its last poison!

Hey, hey!
You blow up a spray tractor,

Kasabian gets a new spray tractor,
you get two years at Soledad.

What good are you gonna do then?

Yeah, well, it's something, man,
it's something.

Listen to me!

I tested one of his vines.

It looks like
he's spraying 4-CPA.

- FIX?
- Yes.

It's the information
Tony was gonna use

to pressure Kasabian into
signing a union contract.

Yeah, maybe.

If your test is good.

If you know FIX from fertilizer.

I mean, who are you, man?

I work for
the Phoenix Foundation.

And they can help us
expose this whole thing.

Even if you're right,

one sample's not enough.

The Kasabians have
high-priced lawyers.

That'll say your tests
are inconclusive,

that there's no proof
it came from their fields.

Then I'll take another sample.

Right from the tractor.
Pure FIX.

No one will be able to dispute
its chemical origin or its makeup.

This is the way Tony wanted it.

Now, are you gonna help or not?

Huh?

You won't get
anything from the tractor.

It's washed down
after the spray.

They keep the chemicals up here.

Methomyl, Captan...

Both legal.

Maple syrup?

Is it FIX?

I wouldn't put it
on my pancakes.

You know, killing us
isn't going to do any good.

Authorities are gonna
be all over this place.

Let 'em come.

Once we get rid of our supplies,
they'll never place it here.

Let's fertilize
Section C with them.

Like we did Garcia.

NICK:
No, no.

Their deaths have to look
completely accidental.

Let's go, boys.

NICK: This tank was
drained yesterday.

But they haven't
bled off the CO2 yet.

So the real question is,

how long can you hold
your breath, MacGyver?

What's he talking about?

When you drain a tank
you're left with two levels.

Oxygen and carbon dioxide.
So hold your breath in there.

NICK: That's right.
Oxygen on top.

But you'll be on the bottom.

Drowning in an empty tank.
I'm very sorry.

But these kind of
accidents happen.

Yeah, right,
with our hands and feet tied.

Don't worry about that.

We'll take care of that
after you're dead.

[ALEX INHALING]

[DOOR CLOSING]

[LOCK CLANKING]

This ought to replace
what spilled out the door.

[HISSING]

[CLANKING]

That won't last long.

[INHALING]

[COUGHING]

They're dead by now.
Get inside and get the ropes.

[GRUNTING]

Oh, no.

[GRUNTING]

[MACHINERY HUMMING]

[SCREAMING]

[GROANING]

You okay, man?

Yeah, I'm fine.
Let's get that sample, huh?

Let's not.

NICK:
Good work, Lopez.

MENDOZA:
Shoot 'em.

Killing Tony was bad enough.
Don't make it worse.

What are you saying?

LOPEZ:
What are you doing?

What's that?

This is yours, isn't it?

It came off your jacket,
didn't it?

So what?

We found it in the field.

Where you killed Tony.

Tony's dead?

Yeah, he's dead.

And that button puts you there.

I never killed nobody.

You borrowed my jacket.

You wore it that night
when you left the pool hall.

Shut your mouth, Lopez.

You killed Tony, man.

He went with you.

You left together.

Garcia was no good.

- He was a troublemaker.
- He was my friend!

Lopez, no!

Hector.

Put the gun down.

Put it down.

It's over.

[HANDCUFFS CLICKING]

Thanks for, um,

staying for the services.

Tony dreamed of stopping
the suffering in this valley.

Maybe now it will come to pass.

I hope so. I really do.

You.

- [ALEX LAUGHS]
- Take care of your mom.

Bye.

[SWITCH CLICKING]

WOMAN [ON RADIO]: ...back to
our music after the local news.

MAN [ON RADIO]:
This is Juan Velasco

reporting live from
the Kasabian vineyards

where government authorities
supervised the destruction

of contaminated grapes.

Earlier today, a farm worker
named Tony Garcia

was laid to rest in Our Lady
of Guadalupe Cemetery.

In custody without bail
for his murder

is Nicholas Kasabian, heir
to the Kasabian vineyards.

Caspar Kasabian,
the defendant's father

and president of the company,

has stopped using
all Tox.1 pesticides,

and has volunteered
Kasabian grapes

to be tested by an
independent laboratory.

Kasabian volunteered this

as a gesture of openness,

and asked that other
growers in the valley

follow his lead.

Only time will tell if they do.

[PEOPLE CHEERING]

[THEME SONG PLAYING]

[ENGINE STOPS]

PHIL:
Quite a show.

What do you think it is?

I don't know.

But I'm gonna get a closer look.

[CRICKETS CHIRPING]

[DOOR SQUEAKING]

[LEAVES RUSTLING]

Hey.

Whoa. Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Take it easy, take it easy,

I'm not gonna hurt you,
I'm not gonna hurt you.

[PANTING] I thought
you were an alien.

No.

I'm a real live
human being. See?

[SIGHS]

You live here?

No. This is-- was
the Abbott place.

Now where are they?

I don't know. They just
upped and left one night.

- No one knows why.
- Huh.

- Did you see those lights?
- Yeah. It was awesome.

Yeah.

Hi. My name is MacGyver.

Oh, yeah.
I heard your name.

You're working
at the hot spring.

Yeah. That's right.

I'm Tommy Wiley.
I live across the road.

Well, I'd better
be going. So long.

W-W-Wait a minute. Um,

do you think your folks would
mind if I used their phone?

Probably.

Well, you see, the electrical
system in my car is shot,

and I'm gonna need a tow truck.

My dad doesn't like strangers.

It's 12 miles back to Elm Creek.

Uh, okay. But I can't
promise you nothin'.

Anything.

Whatever.

Yeah.

Where have you been?
You're late for dinner.

Who are you?

Uh, this is MacGyver.

He's working at the hot springs.

His car conked out
in front of the Abbott place.

What were you doing over there?

We were both looking
at the light show, actually.

Lights.

Yeah. They were
like a big saucer.

All blue and white.

I bet they saw them
clear to town.

Yeah. You didn't see 'em?

I don't have time
to go chasing after lights.

My wife's not well.

I'm sorry to hear that.

Take this soup to your mother
before it gets cold.

Yes, Dad.

Uh, see you, MacGyver.

- Hope you get your car fixed.
- Tommy, get on with it.

What's wrong
with your car, mister?

Well, I'm not sure. I think
it's the electrical system.

Well, Parnell down at the Elm
Creek Garage has got a tow truck.

You can use the phone
in the living room there.

Thanks.

TOMMY: [WHISPERS]
MacGyver.

SARAH:
Is that you, Tommy?

[DOG BARKING]

Morning.

Hi.

Phil Sternwise,

Vortex Vacuums.

MacGyver.

Did you find out
what caused those lights?

No, I got whacked on the head
before I could get close enough.

Did you happen to see
what hit me?

I didn't see anything,
except that bright light.

Definitely saucer-shaped.

Well, did you see
anything on the ground,

uh, a metallic,
shiny sort of thing?

- Kind of cigar-shaped?
- Yeah.

A landing craft
from the mother ship, perhaps?

Tell me, Mr. MacGyver,

do you believe
in flying saucers?

Well, as a matter of fact,

I tend to chalk that stuff up
to natural phenomenon.

But you must admit,

considering
all the stars out there,

life on other planets
is more than possible.

It's practically a certainty.

And some very credible people
have reported seeing UFOs.

Police officers, military
and airline pilots.

Let's just say
I have yet to be convinced.

Ah, a man of science.

Then perhaps you'd be interested

in a great vacuum cleaner.

The Vortex 6000.

The next generation
in household care appliances.

Well, thanks, but, uh,
I'm not in the market.

Oh, well.

Good luck in hunting your natural
phenomenon, Mr. MacGyver.

Here's your receipt.

$245.

That includes labor.

But this generator's
only a month old.

I installed it myself.

Well, that may be,
but it's junk now.

Say,

were you in
Abbott's field last night

when them lights
were flying around?

- Yeah.
- Uh-huh.

Now, there's your answer.

I read them UFOs emit
electromagnetic radiation.

That fouls up anything
that runs on electricity.

Is that right?

A documented fact.

Pretty soon them aliens
will be coming down everywhere,

just drain all our electricity.

Then we'll be at their mercy.

It's just the beginning.

You watch.

[SIGHS]

Thank you.

[METER CRACKLING]

You're trespassing, mister.

This is private property.

Well, I thought the folks who
lived here packed up and left.

What the Abbotts did
is their business.

The bank owns it now
and they made me caretaker

until it's resold.

And I got enough to worry
about without you going around

spreading some crazy gossip
about lights in the sky.

Hello, John.

Been having some
excitement last night, I hear.

Yeah, more than
I care for, sheriff.

Everybody in town
must've seen those lights.

My phone's been
ringing all night.

Thought I'd come out
and take a look for myself.

Well, I'm glad you're here.
I just caught this fellow trespassing.

You're that scientist
from the Phoenix Foundation,

been poking around
the hot springs, right?

The name's MacGyver.

Mind if I ask what you're doing
out here now, Mr. MacGyver?

Well,

I saw the lights
last night, too.

I just wanted
to see what it was.

It's a curiosity, all right.

Still, it's my bet it's just
some local kids playing a joke.

That's kind of sophisticated
for kids, sheriff.

If you didn't mind, I'd sure
like to take some tests.

Sheriff, I just
fertilized this field.

Now, some hooligans caused
enough damage already,

I don't need a bunch of UFO
nuts tramping all over the place.

Now, John, I'm sure
Mr. MacGyver means well.

Oh, they're the ones
that cause the most trouble.

This is private
property, mister.

Next trespasser I find
will know it, too.

He's got a problem?

Oh, he's just scared like
other folks in these parts.

These aren't easy times.

The Phoenix Foundation
gonna build

some kind of new power plant
up there at the hot springs?

Yeah, geothermal.

Sounds like it could mean
paying jobs for these folks.

I think that's more important

than chasing after
little green men, don't you?

Yes, sir.

[TRUCK DOOR CLOSES]

[TRUCK ENGINE STARTS]

Tommy?

Please,

don't let my dad know I'm here.

He'd blow his gourd
if he knew I told you.

Told me what?

These really weird people
have been coming to our farm.

They told my dad
they know lots of people

who are having the same
kind of trouble as us.

They said they can fix things.

But I don't care!

I'm not going
with them, MacGyver!

I'll run away instead.

Tom, w-w-what are you
talking about? Go where?

On their spaceship.

Dad says they're gonna
take us to another planet.

Uh, Tom,

I just talked to your dad.

He didn't strike me
as the kind of guy

that would believe
in flying saucers.

But he didn't,
until the aliens showed up.

Wait a minute, whoa.

Aliens?

They're just like us,
but different.

Mom says they look like they've
never been sick in their whole lives.

They said they're
from outer space, huh?

Yeah. It's got no wars,

no diseases.
No one ever dies.

That's why Dad
wants to take Mom.

She's got cancer.

I'm sorry to hear that, Tom.

I'll bet this trip
costs a lot, huh?

Dad says it's worth
all we've got if it helps Mom.

I want her to get better, too,

but I'm scared.

I don't want to go
to another planet.

Trust me.

Nobody's going
to another planet.

But they came back this morning.

I heard them say they talked to
the aliens on that ship we saw.

It's all been arranged.

We're going.

Tonight.

[SIGHS]

Tom, you got any idea where
I could find these people?

I followed them on my bike
after they left this morning.

They've parked their trailer
at the Elm Creek Campground.

What am I gonna do,
Mr. MacGyver?

You're gonna go home.
Come on.

I'll see if I can talk these
people into scrubbing their flight.

In the meantime,

no running away, okay?

- Okay.
- All right, get.

Can I help you, mister?

I was just
admiring your trailer.

It's a Silver Streak, isn't it?

Yeah.

It suits our needs, mister...

MacGyver.

Name's Rigel.

Ray Rigel.

What is your real reason
for being here?

Oh, honest, I was just looking.

Looking for what?

Love?

Joy?

A new beginning?

I can help.

That's enough, Ray.

This man is not a believer.

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

Mr. MacGyver?

Hey, sheriff.

My secretary says you were
looking for me at the station.

Yeah, I got a chance
to study a dirt sample

from that burned
patch in the field.

I thought we agreed you were
gonna leave that UFO nonsense to me.

The dirt contains napalm.

The stuff they dropped at Nam?

Yeah, it's used
in flamethrowers as well.

It's how they faked
the landing site.

And who are they?

A couple calling
themselves the Rigels.

The plate on their trailer
says they're from Illinois.

Why would a couple of
tourists go to all that trouble?

They're not tourists.

They're con artists.

Tommy Wiley says that they
talked his folks into booking passage

on a spaceship
to another planet.

Oh, John Wiley's the most
Bible-fearing man I know.

He'd never swallow
such nonsense.

They've got him convinced that
they can cure his wife's cancer.

Sheriff, you don't believe me.

Quite frankly,
I don't blame you.

But I think you should
talk to the Wileys.

The steam from those hot
springs must've baked your brain.

You expect me flat-out
to ask John Wiley

if he's planning a trip
to outer space?

I'd be laughed out of my job.

[SIGHS]
All right. Well,

at least check out the Rigels.

Run their plates
through the Illinois DMV.

See if they've got
any kind of a record.

That's the number.

All right. On one condition.

You steer clear of the Wileys.

Yes, sir.

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

You go in the house and see
if your mother needs anything.

Well, go on.

Hello, John.

How is Sarah?

Good as can be expected.

Cold weather troubles her.

You'll be happy to know
the temperature on our planet

never drops below 70
of your Fahrenheit degrees.

Well, that's nice.

This should be a glorious time

for you and your family, John.

But I sense you're troubled.

I worry for Tommy.

And this man's been
around the landing site,

wanting to run some tests.

Would this man
be called MacGyver?

Yeah, that's it.
Do you know him?

There's very little
we don't know, John.

Oh, John, this could
complicate our plans.

Yes, I'm afraid our superiors

will ask us to cancel
the trip now.

Oh, they can't.

We have a deal.

The decision isn't
ours to make, John.

It's up to them.

However, there is one thing

you can do that may
convince them otherwise.

I've already agreed to
give them my life's savings.

I'm gonna take
a loan out on the farm.

What more could they want?

Nobody questions your faith
and commitment, John.

But this MacGyver,

he could destroy everything

we've worked so hard
to accomplish.

My suggestion is, he be

neutralized.

[METER CRACKLING]

How do, folks?

Phil Sternwise, Vortex Vacuum.

Where'd you come from?

Spotted your trailer.
Walked in from the road.

What I have here is the
future of household cleaning.

DAWN:
We're not in the market.

[PHIL LAUGHING]

PHIL:
That's what they all say.

Till I show them my
all-purpose, lightweight model.

Ideal for trailers, I might add.

With the Vortex 6000,
dust is a thing of the past.

It comes with a full line of attachments,
for carpets, hardwood, upholstery, and

those hard-to-reach corners.

RAY:
You heard my wife, mister.

We're not interested.

Oh, well.

[PHIL SIGHING]

Can't blame a fella
for trying, I always say.

MacGyver.

Hey, sheriff, come on in.

You and I have to talk.

What the sam hill was that?

Electrochemical plasma.

It's what we all saw last night.

I thought I told you
to lay off that UFO business.

No, you told me to stay away
from the Wileys, which I have done.

But I'm positive the Rigels
are behind this whole thing.

Come here, take a look at this.

Let's say these ammonia vapors

are coming off Abbott's field
from the fresh fertilizer,

and the hydro lines
over the field

get a sudden shot of electricity

from the generator
in their trailer,

like this wire.

Instant UFO.

Now, a flame thrower would
make, uh, the jet burns.

And then they salted
the entire area

with a very low-grade uranium,

just hot enough to create
a mysterious radiation.

[METER CRACKLING]

You can't actually prove
the Rigels did this.

They've got everything
in their trailer to do it.

Check them out.

I did check them out.

The Vehicle Services
Department in Springfield

says the Rigels
are from Orion, Illinois.

Sheriff,

I think it's pronounced Orion.

Rigel is a star
in the Orion constellation.

This has got to be an alias.

Listen, I checked
like you asked,

and this is the answer
from the DMV.

Well, I think
it's a phony answer.

And I think you're driving me and
everybody else around here nuts.

And this is the result of it.

An arrest warrant? For what?

John Wiley phoned
mad as a pit bull.

Says he saw you back
in the Abbott's field

after you were
warned to stay out.

Well, I'm sorry, but he's lying!

I never went near the place.

Well, then it's
your word against his.

But John went to
the county attorney,

and had you charged
with trespassin'.

So I got no choice.

You're under arrest, MacGyver.

RAY: You did a good job of
convincing the county attorney.

MacGyver should be
in jail all night,

where he won't interfere
with your departure.

- We're leaving tonight?
- So soon?

Oh, don't be afraid, John.

It's a better world, where people
like you can live with peace,

and health and dignity again.

I trust you made
arrangements to get the money?

You're sure you need so much?

No one on our planet
needs money, John.

What little we keep is
to carry on our work here.

But the important thing is that only
by divesting yourselves completely,

can you prove that you
are ready to live in our world.

You must cut all links
to this life, John.

No compromises.

Fifty thousand's all the bank
would loan on our property.

Still, it's so much money.

Please, John.

These people want to help us.

I trust them.

All right.

We'll have the money
when it's time.

Wonderful.

Tonight,

you and Tommy will leave
this troubled world forever.

SHERIFF:
Thanks, hon.

Well, you're in luck, MacGyver.

My wife makes some of
the best jailhouse cooking

you ever tried.

My thanks to your wife, sheriff,

but I'd just as soon
get out of here.

Well, you come up with
$1,000 bail, and you're free to go.

I spent all my cash
getting my car fixed.

Well,

then you'll just have to wait till the
judge gets back tomorrow morning.

It's only one night
in jail, MacGyver.

Sheriff, the Rigels know that.

It means they've gotta make their
final move on the Wileys tonight.

The Wileys are your friends.

Don't you care
if they get ripped off?

PHIL:
Or worse.

SHERIFF: I didn't see you
standin' there, mister.

Can I help you?

Phil Sternwise, Vortex Vacuum.

Oh, I don't need one.

That's what they all say.

But I'm not here to make a sale.

I want to post bail
for this man.

So don't you think
it's about time

you told me who you are?

Phil Sternwise.

Vortex Vacuums.
Yeah, I know.

But you're more involved here
than you're lettin' on.

Who do you work for?

The government,
police, military, what?

I'm a concerned bystander,
like you.

The Wileys seem
like good people.

They almost bought a
vacuum cleaner from me once.

Yeah, but,

how do you manage
to keep showin' up

the way...

I mean, it's weird,
you got to admit it here.

A good salesman always manages
to be where he's needed the most.

[DEFLATING]

What do you think
you're doing, boy?

Hey, what are you doing?

Let me go!

What'll we do with him?

Lock him in the trailer.

We'll keep him out of the way
until we've got the money.

Leave me alone!
Let me go!

[SIGHING]

I warned you about
trespassing, mister.

Now you're on my land.

I'm within my rights
to blow you away.

Mr. Wiley, please,
you've got to listen to me.

The Rigels are con artists.

Yeah, they warned me
you'd try to ruin everything.

I know how they created
that UFO we saw last night.

It's nothing but a bunch
of gas and electricity,

I can show you how they did it.

Come on, give me a chance.

Okay, mister,
let's see what you got.

Well, go on, show me,
and be quick about it.

SARAH:
No!

You've got nothing to show us.

What are you doing out of bed?

Tommy's not in his room.
I can't find him anywhere.

What have you done with our boy?

I haven't seen him.

I don't believe you.

You're trying to keep him from us
so that we can't take the trip.

There isn't going to be
a trip, Mrs. Wiley.

The Rigels
made the whole thing up.

You're a disbeliever.

There is no flying saucer.

No paradise
on some distant planet.

Mrs. Wiley, you've got to
believe that all that we get

is right here, right now.

We are God-fearing people,
Mr. MacGyver.

But what have we got?

A farm that we can't
afford to keep,

bills we can't pay,

the bank and the government
on our backs.

Doctors' bills, hospitals...

I know that God never
meant us to live like this.

There has to be a better place.

A place where bad things
don't happen to good people.

We're going to find it.

Don't try to stop us.

You heard my wife.

And don't come back.

[GASPING]

Oh!

What are you doing here?

I thought you might need a hand.

- Oh, man.
- What is all this?

It's a little demonstration
for the Wileys.

I hope you're not too late.

Come on.

JOHN:
Evenin', folks. Come on in.

Give me a hand here.

Straighten that out.
Watch your hands.

Well, folks, are you
ready for the journey?

Tommy's gone missing.
We can't go without him.

The boy is safe in our trailer.

You found him? Thank God!

He's a little hysterical
about the trip.

I think it would be better to leave
him alone until you're ready to go.

Is that so?

Do you have the money?

I'll give it to you just as
soon as we're all on the ship.

That's not how it's done, John.

You see, you must prove that
you're willing to commit totally,

before they'll allow you aboard.

Payment before delivery,
is that it?

You must understand...

I think I'm just starting to.

Like maybe you folks don't
really expect to deliver after all.

John,

this kind of mistrust can
destroy everything you worked for.

Don't lose faith now.

I'd rather lose my faith

than our life savings
to a couple of shine artists.

Is that what you think we are?

You let our boy out of
that big tin can right now

before I get the sheriff
to arrest you for kidnappin'.

I don't think so.

Now give us the money!

You can't do this.
We trusted you!

Put a lid on it, lady.

DAWN:
Well, John,

are you ready to
divest yourself?

[DAWN CHUCKLING]

RAY: Stay put.
I'll untie the kid.

It looks as if the Rigels
have shown their true colors.

Shall we rush them?

No, there's no telling
what they'll do with that gun.

I got another idea.

[GRUNTING]

Ah, a salt lick.

You're turning your demonstration
into a distraction, I see.

Sodium chloride is perfect,

in case there's not enough fertilizer
in the cow pen to produce gas.

Hmm.

Right.

Why don't you do the same?

Yes.

TOMMY:
No! Let me go!

TOMMY: You see? They're crooks,
just like MacGyver said.

SARAH: Oh, John,
I've been a fool.

Get the flamethrower.

There's gonna be
a terrible accident.

DAWN:
Go on! Move it!

[DOOR RATTLING]

Let's do it.

Come on! This way.

Look. There.

You get that one.

[GRUNTING]

RAY: Nice to see you,
MacGyver.

[FLAMETHROWER WHIRRING]

Stop!

[FLAMETHROWER WHIRRING]

[FLAMETHROWER SPUTTERING]

[GRUNTING]

[GROANS]

TOMMY:
MacGyver!

How'd you guys
get out of the barn?

Well, the door was open all of
a sudden, and the fire was gone.

Didn't you unlock the door?

No, uh...

Must have been Phil.

Who?

Phil.

The little guy?

The vacuum cleaner salesman,
he was right...

He was here.

My deputy found a pile
of forged IDs in their trailer.

It seems the Rigels had
a dozen different aliases.

Even the FBI was looking for 'em.

MacGyver, we owe you
a big thanks.

Without you, well...

Thank you for not giving up
on us, Mr. MacGyver.

They're coming up with new
treatments all the time, Mrs. Wiley.

Don't you give up on that, okay?

Oh, by the way, MacGyver,
my deputy looked in at the motel

for that Phil Sternwise
character, like you asked.

He checked out this afternoon.

I remember he came here just
before the Rigels showed up.

Tried sellin' us
a vacuum cleaner.

Mighty strange fella.

Yeah. Yeah.

You gotta see what's outside!

Come on!

Hurry up, you guys!

TOMMY:
Look!

Lord, not again.

TOMMY:
Wow!

More of that electro-plasm?

No.

That one's movin'.

Yeah, and there are no
hydro lines out there, either.

Well, then, what could it be?

You gotta wonder.

[THEME SONG PLAYING]

MAMA COLTON:
Easy with my bags, now.

I know they're heavy.

Thank you, baby, you done good.

Much obliged.

Well, look who's come
to welcome his Mama home.

Hello, Froggie, come on to Mama.

Hi, Froggie baby.
My Froggie baby.

There's a Mama's Froggie baby.

How's that baby? How's
that baby? How's that...

- Hi, MacGyver.
- Hi, Mama.

I see you made it through
the week with my dog.

Thanks for taking
care of him for me.

Where are the boys?

Well, Frank and Jesse got called
on a big jump-bail case,

right in the middle
of the family reunion.

And my mother

won't let Billy
come home just now.

Do you know he had
nerve enough to tell her

he liked her cooking
better than mine?

Whoo.

Will you bring those bags
in for me? Come on, Frog.

Froggie. Froggie baby.

Froggie baby.

Come on, baby.
Come on, baby.

[FROGGIE BARKING]

MAMA COLTON:
Hey, what are you doing?

- [CRASHING]
- Come back here!

Mama?

Hold him!

Help!

Thief!

Thief!

Get lost.

[GROWLING]

- I'll go this way.
- I'll go the other.

[BARKING]

All right, let's hold it up.

Somebody's in big trouble.

Ricky?

I didn't want to steal your
baseball cards, Mrs. Colton.

But I had to, or T.J. Mitchell
would have beat me up.

You stole my son's
baseball cards? Why?

Somebody traded me
some bogus cards

that they got
from T.J. Mitchell.

I tried to trade them back
to T.J. and he caught me.

Counterfeit baseball cards?

Well, what did you do
with the box you just took?

I gave them to T.J.

He trades at
the Batter's Box card shop.

That's where the Novis
Reilly Trading Post is.

Novis Reilly?

Now don't you tell me, Ricky,

that he had something
to do with this.

He's a famous baseball player.

Ah!

Novis,

you make a gambler's bet,

you gotta pay a gambler's debt.

When Marsh says get the
Reggie Jackson collection

before it goes in the museum,

you do like you're told.

[GRUNTS]

[GROANS]

I won't do like I'm told!

I don't steal from friends.

You tell Marsh
I won't cross that line.

You will get
the Jackson collection.

And tell your daughter to
quit hassling our card dealers,

or she's gonna get
a lot worse than this.

MacGyver, you got
to get those cards back.

Frank's been savin' 'em
since the '50s.

Well, Mrs. Colton, I really
think you should call the police.

They know how to...

And just how quickly do you
think they're gonna get here

on a call about
some baseball cards?

You got to go
down to the, where?

Batter's Box card shop.
It's three blocks over on Third.

You got to go down there
and get my son's cards back.

And I'll be down there shortly.

But, Mrs. Colton...

MacGyver,

you always said just call
if I needed help

when the boys
weren't here, didn't you?

- Yes, ma'am.
- Well.

Yes, ma'am.

And Ricky, you come with me.

We're going upstairs
and telephone,

and talk to your mama and papa.

Get out of the way, Frog.

Keep up the good work, T.J.

[COMPUTER KEYS CLACKING]

Yeah, I'll be with you
in a second, chief.

I listed your card
on the bulletin board.

You get an offer,
I'll let you know.

Don't do anything
stupid with it, huh?

Scram.

[PHONE DIALING]

[PHONE RINGING]

Yeah, what's up, chief?

- Um...
- Oh!

Hey, man.

Uh, neighborhood munchkin's
got a primo Dwight Gooden.

Rookie year.

Yeah, I'll make him an offer.

Yeah.

Yeah, I'm lookin' for a kid,
name of T.J. Mitchell.

Everybody's lookin'
for somebody, my man.

What do you want with him?

Well, I'm trying to locate
a box of baseball cards.

I think T.J. might have it.

Can't help you.

Can't or won't?

I don't know.

Take your pick, my man.

Either way,
you get nothing here.

The Mitchell kid made a
trade with Eli "The Expert"

in that back room there.
They both just left.

I know who you are, sweetheart,

and I want you
out of my store, like, now.

This baseball has a very phony
Roger Maris signature on it, chief.

And look at the blurred dot
patterns on these baseball cards.

Lousy counterfeitin', my man.

You talk to this guy,
or I'll have my friend

from the D.A.'s office in here
so fast, your hair'll fall out.

Out of here, honey, now!

- [EXCLAIMING]
- Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!

You don't have to get
so physical, okay?

Out of my store, both of you!

Easy.

There are other ways
of handlin' it, okay?

Okay. No problem.

But you guys are exploiting
kids through baseball cards,

and I am gonna get to the
bottom of it. You hear me?

Hey, big guy, I have a feeling

you and I could wreak some
havoc together. I'm Wendy.

MacGyver, and I don't have time
to "wreak havoc" right now.

I am talking about
hoodlum rip-off artists

who bully people,
ruin their lives,

and exploit kids,
and you don't have the time?

I mean, just lookin' at you,
I figured you're the kind of guy

who'd wanna jump right in and help
take down these kind of scuzzballs.

Uh, Wendy...

I've got a police friend
who is very good at his job.

I'm gonna throw it over to him.

You got a problem with these people,
I suggest you do the same.

Buddy, you tell a cop you
got a baseball card problem,

and he's gonna look at you like
you lost your cotton-pickin' mind.

I've been there.

What about your friend
in the D.A.'s office?

Oh, I was just
bluffing that flake.

I mean, cops, D.A., they're busy
breakin' their necks with the heavy stuff,

like murder, rape,
assault, battery.

Baseball cards don't mean a thing
'cause they just ain't got that ring.

You know what I mean?

MacGyver.

MacGyver, did you get
my boy's cards back yet?

No, and if he doesn't work
with me, lady, he won't.

I don't believe
I've had the pleasure.

- I'm Mama Colton.
- Hi.

Uh, this is Wendy.

And we gotta get movin',
Mrs. Colton.

I mean, I was just telling
handsome here that we gotta roll

while the trail's still hot.

But he doesn't
want to work with me,

and I'm the one
with all the expertise.

What do you think of that?

Well, I don't know
all the particulars,

but I do know two heads
are better than one.

Here's the list of all the cards
that were taken, MacGyver.

Holy moley, 1951
Willie Mays rookie card!

Reggie Jackson, Mantle, Maris,
Clemente, DiMaggio, Paige.

Mrs. Colton, we're talkin' over
$50,000 worth of cards here.

We have to get these back.

$50,000?

MacGyver, I think
you ought to consider

working with this
young lady, don't you?

Mama, I hardly even
know this young lady.

Well, you're both traveling
on the same path,

and she seems to know the road.

MacGyver?

I don't have my boys
here to help me.

Yes, ma'am.

Come on, Froggie, let's go.

[SIGHING] All right.
Where do we start?

With a chalk talk. My place.

Actually, I was wondering
why you're so involved in this.

Because my dad is a victim.

Oh, don't worry,
I'll tell you all about it.

Is this your car?
'57 Nomad, wow!

That was same year Hank Aaron
was the National League MVP.

Real nice.

[CAR ENGINE STARTING]

[BEEPING]

[PHONE RINGING]

[PHONE RINGING]

Hello?

Hello?

Yeah, this is, uh, Tim,
down at the Batter's Box.

Reilly's daughter was just here,

threatening D.A. action.

Really?

Well, we'll get her
straightened out.

These cards are
mint condition originals.

I can make copies that will
sell to any card shop

in any card show
anywhere in the country.

That's very good, Eli.

Get on it.

WENDY: The stakes
in sports memorabilia

have gotten real high, MacGyver.

Even a pair of kid's underwear

signed by Babe Ruth
got thousands bid on 'em.

I mean, players change caps
and jerseys several times

in record-breaking games, so
they can sell off more collectibles.

And cons, creeps, and organized
crime are taking advantage,

because there's no real
protection for the consumer,

which are mostly kids.

That makes me so mad,
I could scream.

[EXCLAIMING]

So, you're a baseball fan.

I'm not a fan, I'm a product.

Product?

I love baseball, and
hate anything that hurts it.

[LAUGHING]
Oh...

Like this lizard.

Bill Marsh.

Used to deal in
gambling and extortion.

Now he's in sports collectibles.

Marsh buys, steals,
trades, sells, forges,

counterfeits, you name it.
That's the guy I'm after.

And that's the guy
you and I are gonna stop.

WENDY:
Dad.

Dad?

Your father's Novis Reilly?

Who are you?

Uh, my name's MacGyver, sir.

He's gonna help me find Marsh's
big house and bring him down.

Wendy, you can't be draggin'
strangers into our personal business.

I don't want to hear
another word about Marsh.

He'll hurt you, honey,
I know he will.

I came over here to tell
you to stay out of this.

No. I'm out when you're out,
and not one minute before.

You know anything
about me, MacGyver?

Oh, yeah.

You ever see me play baseball?

Sure.

Uh, when I was going to college,

I used to usher out at Mets
Stadium once in a while.

That doesn't mean
you really watched me play.

Uh...

You used to have
this nervous thing you'd do

whenever you thought
you could steal second base.

You'd kind of rub the
back of your nose, like this,

sort of backhanded, like.
It was a dead giveaway.

You're sayin'
you read me like a book?

Lucky nobody else did, huh?

Yeah.

You're all right.

She's brought some
real bozos around here,

you know what I mean?

Sorry, MacGyver, subtlety
is not a Reilly family trait.

I guess my daughter's
definitely proof of that.

Honey, I'm gonna tell you
one more time.

You're in over your head
with Marsh.

Now, stay out of my affairs
before you get hurt.

Please.

No. I'm not gonna back off.

I am gonna go after Marsh
with all I've got.

100%, Dad.

Some mess, huh?

No kiddin'. How'd you get
tied into a guy like this?

Dad spent like his baseball
career would never end.

And when it did,
he started gambling to keep up.

Oh, man.

Yeah. And now Bill Marsh
has gambling markers

with his signature all over 'em.

Threatened to turn the markers
in to the Baseball Commissioner

if he didn't use his name to front
for their sleazy card shows and stuff.

I mean, they got him
in a squeeze play.

Yeah, no kiddin'.

You know, the gambling
could get him banned

from anything to do
with baseball.

Well, that's what I'm trying
to get him to face up to.

You think bringing down this
Marsh would do that for you?

It's the only way I know.

Street sources say
that Marsh has a big house

where he forges
and counterfeits.

That's probably where
Mrs. Colton's cards will end up.

The question is,
how do we find it?

Is there a big demand
for this kind of stuff?

Oh, plenty.

But I'd go bonkers
if I lost one.

I mean, to me they're priceless.

Except this.

Bogus Walter Johnson,
I bought at an auction.

Only an ink expert could tell it
isn't the real thing. I'm still mad.

Well, I'm gonna try to put
a homing device in here.

Sure. We'll use their computer
bulletin board for a trade,

and if they take it to the big
house for duplication, we follow.

Brilliant! I mean,
the minute I saw you,

I knew you were
the man for the job.

You better tell me
Novis Reilly's in line,

because I just got a call
about his brat daughter

hassling one of our people.

He's not in line, Marsh.

We worked him over pretty good,

but he kept saying he's
not crossing that line.

Well, then you didn't
beat him bad enough.

I got a guy willing to
throw down $1 million cash

for the Jackson collection,
no questions asked.

Reilly has to get it.

The guy won't move.
What did you want me to do?

Look, I paid $50,000

for Novis Reilly's
gambling markers

and I intend to get a proper
return on my investment.

Now, if beating him
and threatening him

with exposure as a gambler
doesn't cut it,

well, then he's down
to one choice.

Get the Jackson collection,

or die.

MAMA COLTON: Now, here's the deal
I made with your mom and dad.

For every single card
that you stole,

you gonna read
some kind of book.

Say it.

For every card I stole,

I have to read
some kind of book.

And before you know it,
you're going to love reading.

Yes, ma'am.

Now, I'm gonna hold you to this.

And your mama's
gonna keep a list.

- Agreed?
- Yes, ma'am.

Here are some books
that my son Billy loved.

You take 'em home and read 'em.

Yes, ma'am.
I'm sorry, Mrs. Colton.

Apology accepted.

And you hold your head up,

and take these books home

and read.

Hey, Ricky.
How's it goin'?

I've never met anybody like her.

[LAUGHING]

This place a restaurant?

Used to be, until my boys got
into the bounty hunting business.

This restaurant's my fallback.

So, did you get
my boy's cards back?

Oh, not yet,
but MacGyver's got it wired.

You see?

He put a homing device in
this Walter Johnson baseball,

and we are gonna make
them an offer they can't refuse.

This $10,000 baseball
for $9,000 worth of your cards.

So we will get them back?

Yeah, except they'll
probably be counterfeit copies.

We need Alex to make an offer.

Right this way.

Who's Alex?

Alexandre Dumas.

My computer's named after

the black French writer
who wrote Three Musketeers.

Oh.

Now, Alex, don't you
make me look bad.

Who's our seller?

[ELEVATOR BELL DINGS]

You Dexter?

That's my name.
You Mr. Eli?

That's right.

- Can I come in?
- Sure.

Great.

MacGYVER: That's a nice
elevator you've got.

Oh, nice place you've...

Who's he?

- He's huge.
- Yeah, well, forget him.

Now, I believe
these are the items

you are looking for.

1950s.

Rookies.

Wow.

These are excellent.

You have somethin'
for me to look at?

Huh? Oh, oh, yeah.

Be careful.

ELI:
Undeniably...

Walter Johnson.

One of the cleanest I have seen.

Boy, I really think
I'm skinnin' a fat pig here.

I'll be happy to make the trade

for my client.

So, you ready
to do business, slick?

I guess I'll just
make the deal and go.

Good.

[FAINT BLEEPING]

Here we go.

NOVIS [ON TV]: When the chips
were down in a crucial game,

there was nobody better
at rising to the occasion

than the man we came
to cheer as Mr. October.

Ladies and gentlemen, as the
chairman of acquisitions

for the American
Museum of Baseball,

it's my pleasure
to welcome my friend,

Mr. Reggie Jackson.

- [PEOPLE CLAPPING]
- Thanks, Novis.

JACKSON:
Thank you, Novis.

I think we all know that we're
part of something special,

the national pastime.

But you're so busy
playing the game,

it isn't until
we look back later

that you understand or have a
sense of how special it really is.

The American Museum of Baseball

will continue
to preserve the spirit

of baseball,

which we all know
affects our youth...

tomorrow's decision-makers.

I'd like everybody
to know that I look forward

to Saturday's
dedication ceremonies.

REPORTER: What equipment
are you dedicating?

I think it's pretty easy to say
that the highlight of my career

was 1977 World Series,
the final game.

Hit three home runs.

- [PHONE DIALING]
- We're gonna dedicate the bat,

the three baseballs,

the uniform that I wore,
and the glove that I wore...

- [PHONE RINGING]
- ...during the entire World Series.

Hello?

Novis.

You're playing the big shot
like nobody can touch you.

MARSH: Now how am I gonna
get it through your head

that you owe me,
and I want to be paid.

Let me put it to you
plainly, Novis.

I want the Jackson collection
in two days,

or you don't have to worry
about working in baseball

or making the Hall of Fame,
because you'll be dead!

[BEEPING]

[PHONE RINGING]

Mrs. Colton,

I need the resident
registered at this address.

Uh-huh.

MacGyver,
you're just like my boys.

Get Mama to do the networking.

MAMA COLTON:
I'll get right back to you.

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

All right, listen.
I'm gonna check this place out.

You wait for Mrs. Colton
to call back.

This time. But next time I go in
and you answer the phone.

We'll talk about it.

[DOG BARKING]

Whoa!

[SNARLING]

[DOG BARKING]

WILLARD: I just
don't understand it.

Look, why don't we steal the
Jackson collection ourselves?

MARSH: Love to, but
nobody knows where it is,

except Novis Reilly.

And Jackson hasn't checked
into a hotel anywhere.

So what do you do?

Let the client spend his
$1 million somewhere else?

No, I don't let the client spend
his $1 million somewhere else.

We put our heads together

and we come up with a way
to motivate Novis Reilly.

Muscle didn't work,

and apparently he doesn't care
about his reputation anymore.

MARSH: Willard, do you
always have to tell me

what I already know?

[PHONE RINGING]

Hello?

The house that MacGyver
is asking about

belongs to a Bill Marsh.

You're welcome.

Is MacGy...

Wendy?

Wendy?

MAMA COLTON:
Wendy?

Wendy, where are you, girl?

[SCRAPING ON DOOR]

[WHISPERS]
MacGyver?

MacGyver?

[DOG SNARLING]

[BARKING]

WENDY:
Easy, easy.

Nice doggy.

Nice doggy.

Uh, I had a doggy
kind of like you once.

Okay...

my doggy wasn't as pretty.

Huh?

[MUTTERING INDISTINCTLY]

Good doggy.

You know, I've got
the book on Reilly.

There's gotta be a way.

[DOG BARKING]

You got a woman gardener?

[DOG BARKING]

That's Reilly's daughter.

Think she heard us talkin'?

MARSH: Doesn't matter.
We've got her.

Good dog, good doggie.

Well, well.

It looks like we just got ourselves
the Reggie Jackson collection.

[BLEEPING]

Novis, it's MacGyver.

How'd you get this number?

That's not important right now.

Marsh just kidnapped Wendy.

Oh! No, no, no.
I'll break him in half.

Listen, Novis,

I overheard him talkin' about
pressuring you into stealin'

the Reggie Jackson collection.
What about that?

I don't know
anything about that.

I'm gonna have to
look into it, okay?

No, I think before we do anything,
we should call the police.

No. No cops.
Not yet.

Look, Marsh
and his people are dangerous.

We should talk.
But--But not on the phone.

All right, I'll be right over.
What's your address?

Not here. They might
be watchin' my place.

Where can we meet?

Um, all right,
meet me at 415 Maple.

All right.

That's 10 minutes from here.
I'm on my way.

[PHONE RINGING]

Yeah?

I've got your daughter, Reilly.

Remember when I told you
you had two days

to get the
Reggie Jackson collection?

Well, now you've got two hours.

Don't listen to him, Daddy,
they'll kill us anyway!

You better be listening, Reilly.
Are you listening?

Good. Now I'm gonna
give you a phone number.

7:00 this evening
you call that number,

and you better have
my collection when you dial.

Got a pencil, superstar?

MAMA COLTON: You ain't
got no children yet, MacGyver.

People don't think straight
when you touch their children.

That man is out there,
he's scared,

and he's angry,
and he is going to do

exactly what
they tell him to do,

which does not include
meeting you here at my house.

Yeah, you're right.

Marsh wants Novis to steal
the Jackson collection.

That's gotta be where he is.

Then that's where you gotta go,

that's the only way
you're gonna find her.

Mama, I don't know
where the collection is.

Oh.

Wait a minute, wait a minute.

I seem to remember my niece
Myra's husband's brother's wife

boasts that she's been
best friends

with an old friend
of Reggie Jackson.

And Reggie never comes
to town unless he visits him.

Let me call Myra.

[CROWD CHEERING]

COMMENTATOR: Jackson swings
and it's a long fly ball to centerfield.

Back goes Rick Monday.
Oh, way back!

It's gone!

Reggie Jackson has hit his
third home run of the game.

Novis!

Reggie?

We know what you got in the bag.

Reggie, I'm sorry.

They got my daughter.

If I don't call 'em in an hour,
she's dead.

They can take my life.

They can take everything.

But not Wendy.

She's my heart.

I know what you want to do,

but believe me,
this is not the way.

Novis, you can use anything
of mine that you need,

but I think you should
listen to MacGyver.

All right.

What's your game plan?

Well, to start,
we call the police.

No.

No cops.

If Marsh even thinks he sees
a cop, she's dead, I know that.

Marsh can't let you and Wendy
out of there alive, Novis.

You know too much.

Makes sense to me.

All right.

Call your cops.

Novis, I think
you're doing the right thing.

Thanks, Reggie.

MacGyver, I wanna say
it's been nice meeting you.

And on top of that,

if you ever want to sell
that '57 Nomad you got,

just give me a call.

Yeah, I'll keep that in mind.

It's been an honor,
Mr. Jackson.

Thanks.

Novis?

You and Wendy
will be in my prayers.

- Thanks, man.
- Be careful.

Go ahead.

Make your call.

I'll put this stuff away.

[COIN CLINKING]

[ENGINE STARTING]

[TIRES SCREECHING]

Novis, don't do it!

[CLEARS THROAT]

Yeah, what can
I do for you, chief?

Oh, I want to buy cards.
Lotta cards.

What kind of cards
you want to buy?

Baseball cards, maybe?
What do you think?

I got a list here.

Great big, long list.

I love lists.

And number one,

Babe Ruth.

We don't have
any Babe Ruth, chief.

Bad start, huh?

Don't I know you from somewhere?

Yeah, probably.

My dad's real rich
and real famous.

It's kind of hard
to avoid all the paparazzi.

He's also got me on this
$30,000 a month allowance.

That kind of draws
a lot of attention, too,

you know what I mean?

Okay, I'm ready.

Ready for what?

If you can secure for me
every card I want

within 60 seconds after
I read it from my wish list,

I'll give you a $1,000 bonus.

That's impossible, pal.

Not with computers it's not.

Now, do you want the money

or not?

[SNAPPING FINGERS]
Shoot.

Okay.

Stan Musial, 1948.

[KEYBOARD CLACKING]

Snider, Paige,

Berra, Robinson, Lemon, 1949,

Campanella, Stengel,
Williams, '50,

Ford, Mantle, Mays,
Reese, Rizzuto, '51,

Spahn, Garagiola,
Hodges, Slaughter,

Doby, Crosetti, '52, Minoso,
Rosen, Fox, Kluszewski, '53...

Stop!

What, you don't want the money, what?

Listen, chief,
I can't type that fast.

But let me place this order
over the phone, right quick, okay?

Okay, wait.

37 seconds, ready, go.

[BEEPING]

Better hustle.

[PHONE RINGING]

Yeah, what?
This is Willard.

Yeah, uh, I got this guy here
who's got a wish list so long

I can't get it
on the board fast enough.

Uh, so I'm calling it in.
Is that okay?

No, no, it's not okay. Eli went home.
Call back tomorrow.

Uh, listen, pal,
can you come back tomorrow?

I'll get your list.

[BEEP]

Sure, I'll come back tomorrow.

But no bonus.

Weak.

[KEYBOARD CLACKING]

[TAPE REWINDING]

MacGYVER:
...seconds, ready, go.

[BEEPING]

[REWINDING]

...seconds, ready go.

[BEEPING]

[TESTING BEEP TONES]

[BEEPING]

Mama Colton,
I've got a phone number.

Can you get an address for me

from one of your friends
at the phone company?

Hmm.

Yeah, that would be
Lucinda at this time.

5-5-5

8-1-7-2.

Wendy, are you okay?

I hope you told the cops
where to find these guys.

I wanted the whole
collection, Reilly.

What is this?

It's the bat,

and one of the balls from
Reggie's home runs in the '77 series.

It's a sin you're even near 'em.

You'll get the rest of the collection
when she's out of this place.

Look at this.

He comes in here and he
tells me how it's gonna be.

No respect.

That's my deal.
Take it or leave it.

Oh, so you want to
play games with me, Reilly.

MARSH:
Turn it on.

[MACHINERY HUMMING]

Do it!

No! Let me go.

[WENDY SHRIEKING]

Don't move, Reilly.

Let me go!

- Don't hurt her.
- Now, that's better.

Now, that sounds like
you have a little respect.

MARSH:
Where is the collection?

WILLARD: We're not gonna
keep askin' you, pal.

You want your daughter
to keep her fingers or not?

[WENDY SOBBING]

All right.

I'll tell you where the rest of the
stuff is, but you have to let her go.

WILLARD:
Now he's gettin' smart.

All right, where is it?

MARSH:
Come on.

Quit stallin'!

I said, where is it?

The rest of
the stuff's in my car.

He's gonna kill us anyway, Dad.

Not unless Dad is lying
and the collection isn't there.

Oh, right, you're a
real man of your word.

All right,
go with him and get it.

- Am I glad to see you.
- Oh, really?

I'm sorry. I panicked.

All right, listen. I'll try and
get 'em away from Wendy.

You be ready to grab her
and move out of here, okay?

Yeah.

[MACHINE HUMMING]

Go and see what
that's all about.

[GROANING]

[WILLARD GRUNTING]

Come on, move.

[BOTH GRUNTING]

WENDY: Nail him, Dad!
Whack him!

[GROANING]

You okay?

Yeah. Marsh went
up the stairs. Get him.

- Where's Reggie's ball?
- Marsh has it.

I've got to get it.

[CAR ENGINE STARTING]

[GRUNTING]

Novis! Pull one
to the scoreboard!

Nice pitch.

Nice hit.

MAMA COLTON: Thanks
to MacGyver and Wendy,

I don't have to call
my boys and tell them

I lost their collection.

Novis, are you positive
that my boys' baseball cards

are gonna be safe
in your museum?

Oh, they're gonna be safe.

And they're gonna be
enjoyed by thousands of people

until you decide
you want 'em back.

Mrs. Colton,

I read the first book, Mrs. Colton.
It was real good.

Ricky, I want you
to meet Novis Reilly.

- The real Novis Reilly?
- Yeah, son.

The real Novis Reilly.

I used to work for
the Reilly Fan Club

before you stopped it.

Do you think I could get your
autograph? I've got $30 saved.

How much does he want,
MacGyver?

I don't think
he wants anything, Ricky.

Except for you to share
his love for the game.

Give me your ball, son.

MacGyver's absolutely right.

Your appreciation of the
game's payment enough for me.

NOVIS: It took me
a lifetime to learn, but...

There are some things it's
just not right to put a price on.

[THEME SONG PLAYING]

[WHISTLE BLOWING]

[PLAYERS CHATTERING]

[PLAYERS SHOUTING]

[COACH SHOUTING
IN RUSSIAN]

[SPEAKING RUSSIAN]

Hey.

[LAUGHING]
Hey, MacGyver!

[SPEAKING RUSSIAN]

- How are you, my dear friend?
- Good.

You know, this, uh, this
Phoenix organization of yours, eh,

it is very efficient.

You are in charge of all
international relations, eh?

Well, lots of countries,
lots of athletes. It's not easy.

Ah, we're just glad that
we could be a part of it.

Oh, MacGyver,

you and me, we were
the first to invent glasnost.

I have somebody for you to meet.

You have heard
of Nikolai Rostov?

Are you kidding?
Of course.

Yes.

Well, every scout in
the National Hockey League

is with us everywhere.

I mean, they won't even
give us a chance to practice.

They keep saying,
"Oh, Nikolai, can we talk?"

They keep saying,
"Nikolai, can we make a deal?"

Oh! Wait.

Nikolai!

[CALLING IN RUSSIAN]

This is my very, very
dear friend MacGyver.

- I've told you about him.
- Yes!

We will be great roommates,
dude!

Roommates?

Oh, I, uh, I have this
list of, uh,

all Americans who volunteered to
take, uh, athletes into their home.

Here. Here, here's
your name, right here.

Where'd you get these?

Oh, from, uh,
from the hospitality booth.

Uh, they gave me a tag.

They gave me list.

They gave me apple juice.

Is it mistake?

N-No, no, it's not a mistake.

Then I change, okay?

I come back.

Take your time, Nikolai.

WOMAN [ON P.A.]:
All athletes are reminded

that the international
cafeteria is now open.

Your identification tag will
be sufficient for admission,

and all food service
is free of charge.

The cafeteria hours will be
from 6:00 a.m. in the morning

to 8:00 p.m.
in the evening.

Antonio Munez, please call
Jerico Games operator 26.

Antonio Munoz, please call
Jerico Games operator 26.

- Hi.
- WOMAN: Hi.

Can you tell me who's
handling athlete housing?

Oh, sure, I'll go get her.

Ellen?

Ellen?

It's been a long time, MacGyver.

Ellen Stewart?

I'd say so.

How long?

20 years.
High school graduation day.

Wha...

What? Look at your face!

Have I changed that much?

Um, just for the better.

Good answer.

What are you doing here?

Uh, same thing as you.
Helping out.

Athletic housing,
among other things.

Come on, let's take a walk.

You know, wait a minute.

You signed me up to host
Nikolai Rostov, didn't you?

I couldn't resist. I saw your
name on the sponsor list

and, uh, I thought the maneuver
might get me around to see you.

It wouldn't have taken
half that much, you know.

I can make other arrangements,
if you'd like.

Ellen, it's okay.

Turning my life upside-down

has always been one of
your specialties as I recall.

Ooh, I like that.
It makes me sound powerful.

What have you been
doing all these years?

What have I been doing?

Well, I've been with Jerico
Broadcasting for the past eight years.

I started in
the makeup department,

then I moved to
merchandising, business affairs,

and finally public relations.

Very impressive.

Yep. No more poor
little clinging vine

who cried for months
after we broke up.

[LAUGHING]

Oh, come on,
it wasn't that bad, was it?

Oh, are you kidding?
I was devastated!

Ellen, it was high school,
I was an 18-year-old kid.

MacGyver, stop.

I've had 20 years
to get over you.

Okay, not exactly over you.

You're still one of
my favorite memories.

Thanks.

The feeling is very mutual.

Well, um,

I shouldn't keep
Nikolai waiting.

I guess.

[CAMERA CLICKING]

You know, it's like holding
a memory in my hand.

I don't want to let go.

NIKOLAI:
This is where you live?

On boat?

Uh, yeah. This is it.

You have TV and VCR!

And cassette player!

Radical!

We can rent American videos?

This is how I learned
to speak English.

Well, yeah, sure.

In fact, why don't you take
the cassette up to your room.

You are so righteous!

Where to, MacGyver?

Why don't you take
the bedroom upstairs.

I'll sleep down here.

What they told us about
Americans before glasnost,

about how all of you
are selfish monsters,

is totally bogus.

Well, I guess, dudes are
dudes all over the world.

- Hi.
- Hi.

Oh, I forgot to give you
your official housing packet.

Think you can stand me
twice in 20 years?

Three times if pressed.

Listen, before Nikolai settles in,
I found another host family.

So you're off the hook
if you want to be.

No, no, that's okay.
We're good buddies already.

Uh, "chilled to the max,"
I think he said.

He has a way with language,
doesn't he?

Uh, yeah.

[ROCK MUSIC
PLAYING ON STEREO]

♪ Waiting for an angel ♪

E-Excuse, please!

I thought it was just us guys.

Did you need something, Nikolai?

I forgot to ask,
where are towels?

Under the sink.

Check.

Oh, by the way, if you
look at the schedule,

you'll see there's a photo session
at 1:00 this afternoon,

and you're responsible
for getting Nikolai there.

Yes, ma'am.

Look, why don't you join us?

We can catch up on each other.

Thought you'd never ask.

Tomorrow, 1500 athletes
from 45 nations

will begin competition in
the first annual Jerico Games,

brainchild of broadcasting
maverick, Ralph Jerico.

With me now is Nikolai Rostov,

reputedly the world's number
one amateur hockey player.

- Welcome.
- Thank you. I am happy to be here.

Nikolai, the question
that's on everybody's mind,

is there any truth to the rumor
that you're planning to sign

with the Los Angeles Kings
right after the Jerico Games?

Uh, no comment.

All I'm thinking right now
is competing for my country.

So, tell me what you do
at the Phoenix Foundation?

Oh, I'm kind of a
troubleshooter, I guess.

They ask me to go someplace,
I do what I can to help.

MacGyver,
I have never known anyone

who could make such
a mystery of everything.

- No, no, no.
- [LAUGHING] Yes.

I'm not trying to be
mysterious about it.

It's just that what I do is...

Well, it's tough to explain.

Sounds lonely.

Is it?

Sometimes, yeah.

So, is there, uh,
anybody in your life now?

There is a girl.

She's on assignment for Phoenix.

Serious?

Well, I think
about her, but, um...

[LAUGHING]
...serious? I don't know.

MacGyver, you are pulling back,
just like always.

Why can't you just go for it?

Make the commitment?

I don't know.

I mean, a part of it's because

when I was a kid,
everybody that I loved died.

[CAMERA CLICKING]

My dad, Grandma,
my best friend, they all died.

I didn't die.

No.

But by the time I met you in high school,
I'd already started to run.

Now come on,
what about you? Married?

[SIGHING]
Three times.

Not a big success in
the matrimonial department.

MacGyver,

I'm glad you explained
things to me.

You know, all these years,

I thought I'd done
something wrong.

You?

No, it wasn't you.

It was me.

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

[LAUGHING]

What?

- What?
- Do...

Do you remember Boneless Barton?

Boneless...
Oh, Boneless Barton?

The guy that could
turn himself inside out?

He used to walk
across the gym floor

with his legs
wrapped around his neck.

Oh, he gave me the willies.

I liked him.

I missed you.

WOMAN: 14 stationary,
nine platform, and 15 remote units.

All right.
How many cameras total?

Uh, 38.

They'll cover all the venues and the
opening ceremonies for this afternoon.

Good.

Very good job.

I do my best.

You certainly do.

I even made our reservations
for Sun Valley.

Oh.

Are you sure
your boss can let you off?

No problem.

I've got him wrapped
around my little finger.

Don't ever count on that.

[KNOCKING]

- You got 'em?
- Yes, sir.

So...

It's true.

Yeah.

You know, I'm... I'm
really sorry, Mr. Jerico.

Look,
I don't want your sympathy.

I want his name.

WOMAN [ON P.A.]:
Opening day press credentials

may be picked up in
room A at the Sports Arena.

Energy.

Nikolai, do you have
any idea what's in those?

- No.
- Neither does anyone else.

It's weak!

Nikolai, MacGyver.

I wanted you two to be
the first to have these.

NIKOLAI:
Jerico Games pin!

I designed it. You like it?

It's way cool!

Oh, oh, Nikolai...

My office phone number.
Any problems, you call me.

I like her.

Uh-huh.

- Let me do that.
- Thanks.

Still the artist, huh?

Uh, yeah, well, I only lasted
one semester at the Art Institute.

How come?

My father left us about a
year after we graduated.

He married a blonde
five years older than me.

She must have been expensive,

because she needed
all my college money.

Sounds like you
had a rough time.

I survived.

JERICO:
Ellen!

Come on, let's go.

I said come on, let's go.

Hey, wait a minute,
what's going on here?

- Stop it!
- I wouldn't.

Do you know who I am?

I'm Ralph Jerico.

And you don't want to
mess with me, friend.

And you certainly don't
want to mess with my wife!

Your wife?

Now you know, Ace.

Stay away.

Come on, Ellen.

What...

So just go through the
parking lot and take a right,

you'll hit the bike path.

You did not know she
was Mrs. Jerico, did you?

No, I didn't.

You want me to stay?

You need to talk man-to-man?

No, thanks.
Go have a good time.

MacGyver.

I think I owe you an apology.

You lied to me!

I didn't exactly lie.

You let me think
that you were divorced.

What do you call that?

You're right.
And I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to hurt you,
I swear!

I just wanted to reminisce
about us being happy.

I didn't know I'd still
feel the same way about you.

But why would you
string me along like that?

You are a married woman.

He is not a nice man, MacGyver.

Your husband did that?

He'd never do it to his Picasso,

but then I'm one of
his minor possessions.

Wh... Why would you
stay with a guy like that?

I mean, wh-- what is it?
Money?

In a funny way, yes.

A man that rich
can always find you.

And he always will.

He's violent, and I'm scared.

Mr. Jerico
wanted me to make sure

that you meet him at the studio
before the opening ceremonies.

How dare you follow me?

I do what I'm told.
Let's go.

Hey, whoa!
Wai-- Wait a minute here!

Hey, no offense, fella.

I'm just doin' my job, okay?

[GRUNTING]

ELLEN:
No! Please, don't!

Stop it!

I'll go.

Well, I'm real happy
to hear that, ma'am.

[CLEARS THROAT] I'll send
a driver around for your car.

I'm looking for Ellen Jerico's office.
Where is it?

Do you have an appointment?

Never mind.

Hey, wait a minute!
You can't go...

Sir, sir!

I don't believe it!

Who do you think
you are coming in here?

- I'm lookin' for your wife.
- Why?

I want to make sure she feels
free to report a wife beater.

MacGyver, I'm late for
the opening ceremonies.

Ellen, Sir Galahad here
says I beat you.

Do I?

No. Of course not.

Ellen, you don't have to lie.

JERICO: [LAUGHING]
That's right, Ellen.

Why don't you try
something new, huh?

Don't lie.

Let's just go.

You're in over your head,
high school sweetheart.

Stay out of it.

[SEAGULLS CAWING]

"Press play."

NIKOLAI:
Dear MacGyver,

I have gone to opening
ceremony with coach.

Please, would you
videotape broadcast? 3:00.

Your best friend, Nikolai.

Why not?

MAN:
That was Pierre Buffeau,

assistant secretary-general
of the United Nations.

And heading to the VIP box,
behind Senator Rawlings,

the Honorable Nigel Worthington,
British ambassador,

who with dignitaries
from all over the world

are now taking their seats

for the formal opening
of the Jerico Games

and the dramatic lighting
of the Friendship Torch.

Oh, there's Vladimir Korinski,
Soviet ambassador.

Hello, Mr. Ambassador, Vince King
from JBN television news.

Tell me, sir,
some people have said

the Jerico Games represent
the dawning of a new era

of friendship and cooperation
between the great nations of the world.

Especially after the recent political
upheaval in Eastern Europe. You...

...vision news. Tell me, sir,
some people have said

the Jerico Games represent
the dawning of a new era of...

What?

- Mr. Jerico!
- Yes.

Would you like to say anything
to our viewing audience at home, sir?

Uh, well,
I'd just like to say how...

How proud I am.

How--How proud we all should be

that these fine athletes
from all over the world

have gathered here to compete,

as all nations should compete,
on the playing field.

Would you care to make any
predictions on the final medal count?

[LAUGHING]
No. No predictions,

except to say that everyone
who came here is a winner.

Jerico!

[ELLEN SHRIEKING]

ELLEN:
No! No!

- [PEOPLE CLAMORING]
- ELLEN: Oh, my God!

Somebody call an ambulance!

Ralph! Ralph!

Oh, my God, he's dead!

He's dead!

All units, we've got a 187
here at the ice arena.

Stand by for
suspect description.

Is there anyone here who
can describe the suspect?

It was MacGyver.

[EXCLAIMING IN RUSSIAN]

[GUN FIRES]

[GUN FIRING]

[TIRES SQUEALING]

[POLICE SIRENS APPROACHING]

Nikolai!

Nikolai!

There he is!
That's the suspect! Get him!

- Freeze!
- What? Why?

[GRUNTING]

You're under arrest for
the murder of Ralph Jerico.

No, no, that's wrong!

Somebody was shooting
at a Soviet athlete.

Cuff him.

Come on, guys, please!

Find Nikolai Rostov.

He had to see the killer.

His life's in danger!

- Save your breath, pal.
- All right, listen to me.

At least let me
talk to Captain Kiley.

Kiley's on vacation.
Look, save it for your lawyer.

This isn't about me!

Rostov saw something.
They'll go after him!

Yeah, okay, in the car.
Just watch your head.

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

Okay, break it up, folks,
it's all over.

Bill Norton, Evening Tribune.
I hear you got a suspect in custody.

Just give us a break.
Move away, all right?

POLICEMAN: Please stay back,
away from the car.

Beat it, Norton. I got a
crime scene here right now.

Come on, folks,
let's go, show's over.

Come on, move it on, move it on,

let's go, let's get
that truck out of here!

Read what?

Dispatch. The 187 suspect

has escaped from the
fourth complex parking lot.

I repeat, we got an
escape of a 187 suspect.

I want a Code 100 on
the sports arena complex.

I repeat, I want a Code 100
on the sports arena complex.

[RAIN PATTERING]

Just like clockwork.

Yeah.

We got a little problem, though.

The Russian kid, he saw me
takin' off the mask.

Nikolai? He saw you?

Yeah, I tried to pop him,
but he got away.

[SIGHING]

Well, maybe it's not
such a problem.

He doesn't know who you are, and
he'll be back in Russia in three days.

He could put me away for life
if the cops get ahold of him.

I think we ought to shut him up.

Hey, he is just a kid.

Look, I'll take
care of it, okay?

You don't have to worry
your pretty little head...

Don't you ever touch me again.

We are business partners
and that's it.

Okay, so what about the kid?

He's got my phone number.
He'll call.

How do you know?

Men really are stupid,
aren't they?

[MAN CHATTERING ON TV]

MAN [ON TV]: ...Miss Ellen Jerico,
who was so shockingly widowed

only hours ago.

ELLEN:
I want to thank everyone

for the tremendous
outpouring of sympathy

which has given me
the strength to continue.

And the status of the Jerico Games?
Will they be cancelled?

No, no, they will
resume tomorrow,

not only as a memorial
to my husband,

but as a symbol
of man's eternal quest

to rise above such
needless hate and violence.

Let's hope
the message gets through.

I want to make a personal appeal

to one of our Soviet athletes,
Nikolai Rostov,

who is missing and was
last seen leaving the stadium,

apparently in a state of shock.

Nikolai, please,
if you hear me, call me.

I'll be waiting for your call.

[FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING]

[SIGHS]

[TAPE REWINDING]

[ANSWERING MACHINE BEEPS]

GLORIA:
Hi, Ellen? Gloria.

I'm sure you and Ralph are on
the way to the stadium by now.

Just wanted to wish you luck.

See you at the party.
Ciao.

[ANSWERING MACHINE BEEPS]

ARNOLD:
Arnold Foster, Ellen.

Gwen and I saw it all
on television.

If there's anything we can do,

please call.

[ANSWERING MACHINE BEEPS]

NIKOLAI:
Hello, Mrs. Jerico?

It's--It's Nikolai.
I don't know what to do.

He was wearing a mask
to look like MacGyver.

Miss Ellen?

Miss Ellen?

I call back.

[RECEIVER HANGING UP]

[ANSWERING MACHINE BEEPS]

MacGyver?

I can't believe it, Ellen.
I just can't believe it.

What are you talking about?

This!

You set me up!

And you faked the bruises, too,
to get me goin', didn't you?

Not exactly.

The bruises were real enough.
They just faded,

so I used makeup
to bring them back.

Ralph Jerico really
was a brutal pig.

Why me?

I mean, we were friends.

Hey! It was high school,
remember?

We were just kids.

And we weren't friends,
I loved you!

And you threw me away.

Ellen, we were 18 years old.

People don't know what
they want when they're 18!

Oh, well, that's my mistake.

I guess that
explains everything.

Do you know what,
when you walked out on me,

it all started.

First you, then my father,
then three husbands.

The first one was stupid.

The pinnacle of his earning
capacity was about $200 a week,

which he wisely invested
in liquor and a motorcycle.

The second was a stockbroker.

I woke up one day to find
he'd left for parts unknown,

taken everything but the debts.

Which brings us to Ralphie,

who liked young blondes
and wife-choking.

I got tired, MacGyver.

Why didn't you just divorce him?

Prenuptial agreement.

I would have been left
with nothing, like always.

Ralphie was also a cautious pig.

I got to call the police.

It's always so easy for you
to throw me away.

[DIAL TONE]

Hey,

put it down.

New boyfriend already?

He's just a private detective
Ralph hired to watch me.

It wasn't hard to convince him
to turn the tables on Ralph.

Actually,
I got the idea of a double

when I saw your name on the
Jerico Games list a few months ago.

[PHONE RINGING]

Wait outside.

Let's go, handsome.

Hello?

Miss Ellen?

Are--Are you machine?

No, no.
It's me, Nikolai.

I saw killer!

They tried to kill me, too.

Nikolai, calm down.
Everything's going to be okay.

I don't know what to do.

You're going to meet me.
Do you have any money?

- Yes.
- ELLEN: Good.

I want you to find a taxi.

You tell him to drop you off
in front of JBN studios.

I'll meet you out front.
And Nikolai, come alone.

Don't trust anyone.

JBN, alone.

I got it.
Thank you, Mrs. Jerico.

Why you are doing this?
I don't understand.

Hey, put it this way, kid,

you're just in the wrong
place at the wrong time.

Ellen,

I can't believe
you planned this.

Oh, I didn't count on it
turning out this way.

Yeah, her idea was you'd
only do 10 to life for murder.

[LAUGHING] How do you figure 'em?
I don't even try anymore.

All right. In here.
Come on.

Over there.

NIKOLAI: Incinerator?
What they are doing?

Ellen, don't do this.

It's your fault.

It all started with you,
MacGyver.

And this is where it ends.

I'll be in my office.

Ellen. Ellen!

Your grudge is against me.
Not Nikolai.

Sometimes
innocent people get hurt.

I should know.

[DOOR CLOSING]

Hey, what can I say?

She's gonna make me a rich man.

Inside.

[WHIRRING]

[ENGINE SPUTTERING]

You okay?

Is that American sense of humor?

Sure, I'm not bad, for a guy
who's going to be toast.

Oil!

[CLICKING]

Get to the back!

[ROARING]

Nikolai,
help me with this grate!

Forget it!

We are dead, yes?

Not yet.

Hurry!

MacGYVER:
Hand me that rod!

MacGyver, hurry!

[WHIRRING]

We did it, MacGyver, we did it!

No, not quite.

Maybe if we try to kick it open!

No, no, that won't work.

Nikolai.

Give me the drawstring
off your sweats.

Come on.

REESE:
Dumb, Ellen.

Really dumb, leavin'
this stuff layin' around.

MacGyver and Nikolai,
are they...

Yeah.
They ought to be by now.

I'll check 'em
when I get rid of this stuff.

[LAUGHING]

I'll meet you downstairs.

[METALLIC GRATING]

[CLANKING]

[METALLIC SQUEAKING]

All right, there's a phone
around the corner. Call the police.

9-1-1, it's automatic.

[DOOR OPENING]

[ENGINE STARTING]

[GRUNTING]

[GROANS]

I can't seem to get you
out of my life, can I?

Let me have it, Ellen.

Oh, that's right.
You hate guns, don't you?

So do you.

Right, the good old days.

"Students for gun control."

This is the real world,
MacGyver.

Ellen,

you need help.

I know some people.

You don't care about me.

You care about yourself.

You care about
rights and justice.

You care about gun control and
the environment, but not me. No!

Never me!

Ellen, I'm sorry.

I did not mean to hurt you.

You never loved me, did you?

[SCREAMING]
Did you?

Ellen,

I cared about you.

You're a liar!

Ellen,

we were two kids in high school.

Kids!

And you know I cared about you.

Shut up!

Shut up.

Shut up.

[ELLEN SOBBING]

Why couldn't you just love me?

[SOBBING]

We were the perfect couple.
Everybody said so.

Everybody said so.

[SEAGULLS CAWING]

Ah, goodbye, my friend.

So much sadness.

Goodbye, Sergei.
It was good to see you.

Will Mrs. Jerico go to jail?

That's kind of a tough call
right now, Nikolai.

The judge ordered a
psychiatric hearing, but...

We'll see what happens.

Well, we must go.
The plane.

Give me five, dude!

Never forget, part of
gold medal belongs to you.

Well, thanks, Nikolai,
but you earned that.

Yes. That is why
I take it with me.

See you.

ELLEN: Everybody says
we're the perfect couple.

Forever and ever, Ellen.

[THEME SONG PLAYING]

WILLIS: Welcome to
the Wasteland, MacGyver.

Put it in gear, drive
straight ahead for three miles

and the next living thing
you'll see will be me.

I made this audio tape
to keep you company

and to prepare you for the bad
news I've been accumulating

about the death of this land that
was once busy with living things.

God said, "Let there be life,"
and there was life.

Man said, "Let me develop,
use and consume everything I can

"without thinking
about the consequences,"

and this is the result.

Charming, isn't it?

Now you know where I've been
spending my time the last couple of years.

Hard to believe this was a
thriving community not too long ago.

Now it's just so much
arsenic and selenium.

So, you'd better
roll up your window.

Even breathing is hazardous
to your health here.

Take a good look, MacGyver.

This is what I believe is going to
happen to the town of Maple Ridge

if Bartlett City Development
becomes a reality.

Any wonder I'm so worried?

WILLIS: Evidence of decreasing PCB,
dioxin and solvent levels.

Arsenic and selenium present.

Heavy concentrations.

[SIGHS]

Radioactivity.

[GEIGER COUNTER CLICKING]

76 millirads.

To think some of
my fellow humans

will say we don't need immediate
action to heal our environment.

Fools, every one of us.

[GRUNTS]

Loss of ground water has badly
eroded the land's subterranean structure.

[GRUNTS]

No telling how deep it goes.

[EXCLAIMS]

Talk about being
consumed by your work.

[PANTING]
Hang on, Willis.

Panic never solved anything.

WILLIS:
Help!

Help!

MacGyver!

Stay out!

No telling where it'll give!

[GRUNTING]

All right, hang on, Willis!

[WHIRRING]

[GRUNTS]

[WHIRRING]

Hang on, Willis!

I can't stop sinking.

[GRUNTS]

[GRUNTING]

[BOTH GRUNTING]

Somehow,

in the corner of my mind
as I was going down,

I knew you'd show up.

You're always on time.

[PANTING]
Yeah.

You okay?

Fine, for a guy who just
took a toxic mud bath.

We better wash off
before we melt.

WILLIS: And then I got a little
show and tell for you on Bartlett City.

Melt?

[V.C.R. CLICKS]

WILLIS:
Bartlett City.

A dream or a disaster?

That depends on nature,
or to be more precise,

the aquifer system present
to support the development.

In this case, Bartlett City is going
to be built on a confined aquifer,

which has no recharge zone.

As the city grows,

human activities will disrupt
the natural equilibrium

affecting both the quantity
and quality of ground water.

As growth continues,

increased pollutants,
toxic materials,

less oxygen, more carbon PCBs

and dioxins are not far behind.

Plants start to die,

then animals,

then civilization.

The existing city of
Maple Ridge will die first

and Bartlett City will follow.

A landscape that once
looked like this

will become this.

A wasteland.

[TAPE REWINDING]

You know, the EPA report
in your file here

doesn't agree with your
little show-and-tell.

Exactly.

That's why I've arranged
your visit with Andrew Bartlett.

His land is a duplicate
of what this used to be.

Either Mother Nature
performed a miracle

or one of us is wrong.

That's why you have to
convince Bartlett

to stop building and have his
environmental studies re-evaluated.

I don't think he's gonna
like the sound of that.

I'd do it myself,

but I have to catch
a flight to Washington

to present my findings
at the Environment Conference.

I told Bartlett you'd be
at the work site by noon.

Well, what I know of Bartlett,

he doesn't sound like the type of guy
who listens much to people.

If he doesn't, 20 years from now they'll
be calling Bartlett City a ghost town.

BARTLETT:
This Phoenix guy, MacGyver,

what does he want
to see me about?

I thought those
environmental tests were done.

What's going on?

Phoenix is
a public interest foundation

that sticks its nose
in all kinds of places.

Does it have clout?

- Well...
- Uh, I did a little research.

It's, uh, well-respected by
uh, the media, uh, business,

uh, government
and mostly the public.

Yeah, well, we've got a dog and
pony show to do this afternoon

for the investors
out at the development site.

And I want it to go
as smooth as silk.

Can I count on you two?

Scott, put that back on my desk.

[EXHALES]

What are you doing in here
without a coat and tie?

[CHUCKLING] I didn't know
it was formal, Dad.

Business in an office
is always formal.

You gotta do what's
appropriate, Scott.

When I was young,
I had to wear those clothes.

You don't have to.
You understand?

Yes, sir.

You wouldn't wear farm clothes
to the White House, would you?

No. Not unless...

Not unless what?
Put your head up, Scott.

[SIGHS]

Unless, I was a farmer.

That's good.

I like that.

But you're not a farmer.

You're a Bartlett.

And that's got to mean something

and you've got to prove
it means something.

I sent you to the best schools.

You rubbed shoulders
with the best people.

You gotta prove to them
that you're a cut above.

You gotta show them that
you're something special. Okay?

Now, Laura knows that.

[SIGHS]

Um, Dad, do you want
to meet with this MacGyver?

Only if you and Scott can't figure
out how to make him go away.

Scott and I can handle him.

Good.

Oh, and Scott,

I want you to go out and get
yourself some decent suits.

And if I ever see you come
to a meeting dressed like that,

I'm gonna take that Porsche
away for a little while.

Yes, sir.

[TELEPHONE RINGING]

[DOOR CLOSING]

Great guy, old Dad.

- Laura, I can't take it any...
- Shh.

Come in here.

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

[SIGHS]

I'm having second thoughts
about working against him.

[SCOFFING] Andrew Bartlett
charm's getting to you, huh?

He is still our father, Scott.

Doesn't bother you
he killed Mom.

Alcohol killed Mom, Scott.

Alcohol made it painless.

He kills everything he touches.

It's no accident Bartlett City's
gonna turn into a desert.

It's Dad's magic touch.

He'd make the world lifeless
as long as he could turn a profit.

[CHUCKLES]

The only way we can ever have
anything that we can call our own,

is to take it.

And that means taking
the company away from him.

MacGYVER:
Excuse me.

Can I help you with something?

Yeah, I'm looking
for the job supervisor.

Sis!

Someone wants to talk to you.

[SIGHING] Scott,
what are you doing?

You're supposed to be over at the
hospitality tent getting everything ready.

You'd better clean up and get
over there before Dad shows up.

Executive duties call.

Hi. I'm Laura Bartlett.

Um, you wanted to see me?

MacGYVER:
Yeah, my name's MacGyver,

I have an appointment
with Andrew Bartlett.

That's my father.
Your appointment's with me.

Dad asked me to discuss
your concerns with our project.

Okay.

Let's start with the
environmental impact reports

and this presentation tape.

Got it. Enviro-head.

What's the cause this month?

Well, our testing shows
that this development

could endanger the water table
for the entire area.

[TELEPHONE RINGING]

Excuse me.

Is he gonna be trouble?

Um, yes, I think so.

Then, the plan's a go.

Yes, it is.

Goodbye.

Sorry.

I tell you what, I'll take
a look at your tape,

and then you can buy me lunch.

Deal?

Deal.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

If you wanted to scare me,
MacGyver, that video worked.

But it's got nothing
to do with us.

These environmental reports
give us a clean bill of health.

The Wasteland Project was
set up to predict aquifer depletion.

Now, there's something wrong
with your reports

because that's exactly
what's gonna happen out there.

Every time we turn around,

there's another new
environmental theory

making life difficult
for business.

It can't be too good
for business

if you build a city where
there isn't enough water.

[SCOFFING]
So you say.

It's your reports against ours.

You know, I think I'd like to talk
to the agent who ran your tests,

this Simon Rogolf?

If you think it's necessary.

Sorry to interrupt,
Miss Bartlett.

- Is your name MacGyver?
- Yeah.

There's a phone call for you.
You can take it in the back room.

Okay, thanks.

- Excuse me.
- Sure.

[DOORS CLOSING]

Somebody said there was
a call for me back here?

I did. You're
gonna leave town,

and leave our jobs alone
or we gonna break you down.

Uh...

Don't you boys want
to talk about this?

Wrong answer.

[MEN EXCLAIMING]

[MEN GRUNTING]

[GROANING]

MacGyver.

What happened?

[GROANING]

Construction workers jumped me.

[SIGHS]

You wouldn't happen
to know who sent them?

Oh, come on.

Word gets around fast when people
think their jobs are being threatened.

Are you okay?

Yeah. I'll live.

Maybe you should take
the warning seriously.

[SIGHS]

Maybe I should visit the guy
who made your EPA reports.

What was his name?
Rogolf, huh?

BARTLETT: And the infrastructure
of our city will support 15,000 people

with an ultramodern library,

and a school system with an elementary,
junior, and senior high school.

Not to mention
the Bartlett shopping mall.

And we expect 100% occupancy

within a year
of our completion date.

[PEOPLE APPLAUDING]

I guess he didn't go away.
That's MacGyver.

Hmm.

Well, it's been
a long day, folks.

How about some refreshments?

Come on over here.

Come on this way.

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

And by the way, this pure,
crystal clear water

comes directly from our very
own on-site artesian wells.

Straight from the bosom
of Mother Nature.

Just one of the many features

that will contribute to a
return on your investment.

Mr. MacGyver.

Come join us, there's plenty
more water where this came from.

Well, there won't be, if you
move 15,000 people into the area.

Laura, honey, would you take
care of our guests for a little while?

Sure.

Excuse me.

LAURA: All right, are there any
questions concerning the financial...

My daughter said
you were difficult.

She's an excellent judge
of character, my daughter.

I'd like to talk to you about your
plans to develop Bartlett City.

Oh, from what I understand,
there's nothing to talk about.

We have documents to prove that
there's ample water supplies here.

Well, it depends on what
documents you're looking at.

Mine say otherwise.

[SIGHING] All right,
Mr. MacGyver.

Why are you trying
to destroy me?

Destroy you?

I'm trying to save you
from what could be a disaster.

Oh, I see. You came all the way
up here at the precise moment

my investors are having their
inspection tour to save me?

I'm not the problem here,
Mr. Bartlett,

just the messenger.

Now do you wanna
listen to me or not?

I talked to Mr. Rogolf, the
man who did your water tests.

He didn't run them according
to standard procedure.

All right,
so he was a little lazy.

You get that with
these local guys.

No. He manipulated
the results.

He ran his tests
after a heavy rain.

Just tell me,
did he violate any law?

No.

And were the permits filed
properly in a timely fashion?

Yes.

[SIGHING] If you'll
excuse me, Mr. MacGyver,

I think
this conversation is over.

Not if you are
as curious as I am

about the new car Rogolf got
a week after his report cleared.

All right, MacGyver,
what is going on?

Is this a shakedown, or what?

I'm just trying to get you to take a
look at what you might be creating here.

Look, I know what
I'm creating here.

I'm creating a beautiful city
with jobs and industry.

What are you creating?
Looks like trouble to me.

And I guarantee you, this whole
thing's gonna come down on you hard.

Oh, save the threats, will you?

I'm not going away.

[SIGHING]
Okay.

What will it take
to get you out of here?

Two hours of your time.

That's it, two hours?

That's it. I want to
show you something.

It's about 40 miles
away from here.

We can be there
and back in two hours.

All right.

Pick me up at 4:00.

Dad, why are you
bothering with him?

'Cause you didn't handle it.

- You all set?
- Yeah.

Hey, sis.

What's up?

Dad just left with MacGyver,
that's what's up.

Scott, MacGyver's more
trouble than I thought.

I mean, first, all that
contradictory test data,

now he's got his claws into Dad.

Laura, relax.

It's gonna be okay.
Everything's in place.

What do you mean,
"Everything's in place"?

I mean, suppose Dad lets
MacGyver run new tests.

Or suppose he doesn't
let him run new tests,

and MacGyver calls in the EPA.

And what if Dad finds out
that we paid off Rogolf?

Forget MacGyver.

Forget Dad.

They're not gonna be a problem.

I'm afraid of what he'll do.

I mean, I can't see taking over
the company behind his back.

I don't know why I ever
agreed in the first place.

Because we're both nowhere.

Because we're both knocking 30

and he still tells us
exactly what to do.

The way he's always
threatening to cut us off.

Huh? Huh?

Is that the way you want to
spend the rest of your life?

Begging for handouts?

Jumping every time
he says "boo"?

Not me, thank you very much.

I still can't
go through with it.

Too late, Sis. It's done.

What do you mean, "It's done"?

I can't take him putting me
down anymore, Laura, I can't.

Sometimes he says
something to me

and it's all I can do not
to start shaking like a leaf.

I'm tired of being afraid.

Scott, tell me,
what have you done?

I did it, Laura.

I could hardly work,
I was shaking so bad.

But I did it.

I did it for you and me.

You did what?

When MacGyver
checked into his motel,

I attached a bomb
to his odometer.

When it hits 55,

goodbye, Daddy.

And MacGyver.

How much further
to the laboratory?

Not too far.
Another couple of miles.

I got to hand it to you,
MacGyver, you're a real salesman.

What's that?

Your sales technique.

Videotape.

Tours across a wasteland.

So, I'm getting to you, huh?

I can't believe
this used to be a meadowland.

Yeah, it's scary, isn't it?

[MOANING]

[FIRE CRACKLING]

[GRUNTING]

BARTLETT:
Ow, my leg.

[GROANING]

What's going on?

BARTLETT:
Ow!

Ah, my leg.

Let me see that.

[GROANING]

Need to get
some pressure on that.

[GROANING]
What happened?

Well, the second explosion
was the gas tank.

The first, was a bomb.

Are--Are you saying
someone tried to kill us?

Or one of us.

Oh, you?

Maybe.

Me?

Who'd want to kill me?

Someone who would
benefit from your death.

Oh, boy. My company's family owned.
Nobody'd want to kill me.

You got to be wrong.

There's got to be something
wrong with that van.

Mr. Bartlett, it was a bomb.

What?

- [WHIRRING]
- SCOTT: Laura?

What are you doing?

Destroying everything that
has to do with our takeover plan.

Good.

Do you think Dad's dead?

I know what you know, Laura.

What happens if he isn't?

We're gonna take a ride.

To make sure.

I don't want to.

Sometimes you have to do
unpleasant things, Laura.

Dad taught us that.

[BARTLETT GROANING]

MacGYVER: All right, come on.
Sit down for a while.

All right,
your bleeding's worse.

- This is as far as you go.
- Oh, come on, I can keep going.

You can try to keep still
and stay conscious.

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

- You make it sound so serious.
- It is serious.

You've lost a lot of blood.

If I don't get you to a doctor
in the next couple of hours,

you could die.

This place, it feels dead.

I don't even hear a cricket.

Well, there aren't any.

Yeah, yeah, your Wasteland.

Yeah? This is a hell
of a place to die.

You think somebody out there's
trying to tell me something?

Well, life has a way
of making its points.

This dead, desolate place,

you think this is what I do.

I think you're like
a lot of people.

You can't see the trees because
you're too busy cutting down the forest.

Huh, you don't pull
any punches, do you?

No, it's too late for that.
There's too much at stake.

Well, what do we do now?

Well, you're gonna keep still
and try to stay conscious.

I'm gonna build a fire, then make it
to the lab, and radio for a chopper.

We gotta get you to a hospital.

[TIRES SPINNING]

Oh, great.

What are we gonna do now, Scott?

[GRUNTS]

Walk.

Where?

Down the road.

Laura,

we have to make sure.

Attagirl.

[DOOR CLOSING]

[BARTLETT MOANING]

You know, you may be right,
MacGyver.

I may be too busy
to see the trees.

Is my little tour
getting to you?

Yeah.

I must be delirious.

You know what went through
my mind, just now?

I actually asked myself,

that bomb could have been
a gift from one of my kids.

How's that for a guilt trip?

Well, maybe there's
something to that.

No, no way.

I made my kids strong.
They're...

They're winners.
They're part of me.

I started out with nothing.

I'm no wasteland, MacGyver.

Um, concentrate
on staying awake.

Keep pressure on your leg,
but try not to move around.

The lab's only
about a mile away.

I'll get back as soon as I can.

BARTLETT:
Okay.

- Can you see anything?
- No.

Can't we just go
back to the car?

Not until we take
care of business.

Tell me this is a dream, Scott.

Tell me this isn't
really happening.

Come on, sis.

Are you forgetting our heritage?

When the going gets tough,

the tough get going.

At all costs.

[RADIO STATIC CRACKLING]

Mayday, mayday, mayday.

I have a man with
life-threatening injuries.

I need help.

[RADIO STATIC CRACKLING]

Does anybody hear me out there?

A storm. Great.

You go look.
I can't.

They're not here.

Blood.

Can't be far away.

[CLICKING]

Come on, Laura.

[BARTLETT MOANING]

No! No.

[FIRE CRACKLING]

[PANTING]

SCOTT:
Campfire.

It's got to be them.

Come on.

Let's get it over with.

Dad?

Scott?

Is that you?

Oh, thank God, you're here.

SCOTT:
Dad, you all right?

Yeah, I'm all right.

LAURA:
Dad.

What's this all about?

Consider it a hostile takeover.

The bomb?
You planted the bomb?

Yes, Dad. Me.

But you're tough, aren't you?

- Give me the gun.
- Stay where you are.

What's gotten into you?

All your lessons about life
are finally taking a hold.

Are you in on this, too?

Answer him, Laura.

We just couldn't
take it anymore.

Couldn't take what?

You.

I pushed you kids hard

because life doesn't
cut any breaks.

I pushed you kids hard because
I wanted you to be somebody.

I am somebody, Dad.

Always have been.

I wasn't anybody you liked.

Anybody you respected.

You know why you push?

I just figured it out.

Because for all your talk
about being number one,

the big guy, one cut above,

you're still a kid
with holes in his shoes

trying to be good enough

to fit in with the kids
from across the tracks.

Like you said,

I didn't grow up
with holes in my shoes,

so I don't have that problem.

- [COCKING GUN]
- Scotty, don't.

[LAURA GRUNTING]

[PANTING] Scott,
we can work this out.

Too late for that.

I want you to know
that I understand.

I can change.

Sorry, Dad.

[WHIRRING]

BARTLETT: Oh, God.
What have I done?

Scott,

Laura, I--I love you both.

I don't want to hear it.

Scotty, we can't do this.

[LAURA GRUNTS]

- Scott, listen to her.
- No.

The only thing
you love is power.

- [COCKING GUN]
- Power...

and profit.

Scotty, don't!

[GUN FIRING]

[LAURA EXHALING]

BARTLETT:
No.

Laura!

She's dead.

[CRYING]
Oh, God.

Oh, God.

Laura's dead.

[BARTLETT SOBBING]

And you killed her.

It's your fault.

You killed her.

[COCKING GUN]

[WHIRRING]

[GUN CLICKING]

[GRUNTING]

REPORTER:
Mr. Bartlett,

have you talked to your son
since he's been incarcerated?

Yes, this morning.

Then you're planning
to stand by him,

even though he's responsible
for the death of your daughter?

Well, it was an accident
and he's my son.

And if any of you are parents,
I suspect you'd do the same.

What about Bartlett City?

Rumor has it you're
abandoning the project.

Well, based on the
newest ecological data

provided by
the Phoenix Foundation,

I've determined that the
site is no longer suitable

for commercial venture.

Uh, we're looking
at other alternatives.

I knew you'd get through
to him, MacGyver.

- REPORTER:
Mr. Bartlett, sir, if you don't mind...

Sorry, folks, but that's
gonna be the end of it.

One more question, please.

What's next?
The new sports arena?

No, my next project
is a very personal one.

I'll be setting up
a memorial trust

in memory of my daughter to fund
a local family counseling center.

It'll be the kind of a place
where families with problems

can come to work out
things in a very

loving and caring environment.

REPORTER:
Thank you, Mr. Bartlett.

[REPORTERS CHATTERING]

What do you think?

He's trying.

That's all we can expect
of anyone, huh?

[THEME SONG PLAYING]

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

[CHATTERING STOPS ABRUPTLY]

On! Ten!

You beat, if you can.

[ALL CHATTERING]

MacGyver.

If he gets in the way, kill him.

BETH:
Okay, hand me the cup.

[DICE RATTLING]

[PEOPLE EXCLAIM]

On iki. Twelve.

Is yours.
You can keep.

You run like a yellow coward.

You know what I came for.

I'll stake all of this against
what you wear around your neck.

Or is Kurush afraid of a woman?

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

[PEOPLE LAUGHING]

[PEOPLE MURMURING]

[SIGHING]

Well, fair is fair,
right, big guy?

[SHOUTS]

All right.

Just hold it, big fella.
Fair is fair.

Let's keep it friendly.
What do you say?

Evet.

As you say. Friendly.

Evet. Evet?

Friendly!

[GRUNTING]

[SCREAMING]

[GROANS]

Get off me, you creep!

[GROWLING]

- Feelin' lucky?
- What?

[SHOUTING ANGRILY]

You've got to be MacGyver
from the Phoenix Foundation.

Right. Beth Webb?
Axford's assistant?

Yes. Let's make tracks.

Yes, ma'am.

[ALL SHOUTING]

This is great!

Professor Axford
spent the past 30 years

searching for the keys
to Alexander the Great's tomb.

Now maybe we have them.

You know, I always thought
Alexander was buried in Egypt.

In Alexandria.

So do most of the so-called
conventional thinkers.

Professor Axford is definitely
not one of those.

The real problem is,

the workers think we've been
cursed by the Eye of Osiris.

But there's no proof
that it ever really existed.

Professor Axford says no one's
proved that it doesn't exist.

Well, he sounds like
a fascinating guy.

I'm looking forward
to meetin' him.

- [WORKERS SHOUTING]
- Hurry it up, you lazy clods.

I want this contraption
finished and rigged by 0600.

[WORKERS CHATTERING]

[VEHICLE APPROACHING]

Beth, where the hell
have you been?

You should have
been here hours ago.

We ran into some trouble.

Never mind about that.
Did you get the medallion?

I promised I'd come through.
Didn't I?

Yes, it is just as I expected.

The Syrian medallion.

It wasn't easy.

This is Mr. MacGyver from
the Phoenix Foundation.

He helped me convince Kurush
to part with it.

The Phoenix Foundation?

Well, he must have brought
the Greek artifact

that pompous fraud,
Lord Keene, dug up.

Make yourself useful, girl.
Get the third piece.

I understand you're something
of an archaeologist.

Where did you study?

Well, uh, actually, I'm kinda,

self-taught.

Self-educated men usually have
fools for teachers.

Are you familiar with
Alexander the Great?

Well, he conquered Persia
and most of the ancient world,

about 320 B.C.

Well, I'm going to have to further
your education, Mr. Macgregor.

AXFORD: Ptolemy was one of
Alexander's three most trusted generals.

He buried this at Siwa.

The last time these objects
were together

was more than 2,200 years ago.

When our three generals sealed
Alexander in his tomb,

with the Eye of Osiris.

Now, how do you know that?

I have it on the best authority.

[WORKERS CHATTERING]

AXFORD: Here we are,
the emperor's seal.

- Alexander?
- Yes, his last will and testament.

In it he says that the Oracle
from Siwa confirmed he was a god,

and entrusted him with the Eye.

- He took it on his march to Persia.
- And conquered the world?

No.

Alexander ordered Ptolemy
and the others to build a tomb

in these mountains using
Egyptian workers,

so he could keep
the Eye for eternity.

"The tomb shall be built

in the birthplace of the gods,

where the Eye fell to earth,

in the shadow of
the pillars of Osiris."

What are they?

Well, my guess is
an ancient temple.

Now, these, uh,

hieroglyphics describe
the legend of Osiris.

It tells of a heavenly battle
between Osiris and the evil god, Seth.

Osiris is killed, then reborn.

He dashes his eye
down from the sky,

bringing light to the world.

Legend says when the eye fell,

the earth sang and
the mountains danced.

Mmm-hmm, very melodramatic.

But I think this may be the key
to finding and entering the tomb.

Where's the flaming map, girl?

You put it in the trunk.

Anything to this eye being blue?

Nobody knows.

The ancient Egyptians
had dark eyes.

Why they decided to worship
a blue one is a mystery.

The, uh, the disc it's in.
Is that a sun symbol?

It's called an aton.

Only, I've never seen it
like this before.

It's upside-down. The rays
usually point the other way.

Just below it here, it says,

"To enter the tomb, you
must pay tribute to Anubis."

Anubis.

Um, judge of the netherworld.

That's right.

"To find the eye of Osiris,
you must find the keys of life.

But beware
the curse of the eye.

Woe to all but the pure of heart

who pass through
the maze of the eye,

for they shall be cursed
to wander blind

in the world of the dead forever."

Rubbish!

Poetry to scare off
tomb robbers.

[SIGHING]

Here's where we're
concentrating our search.

Frankly, I was lost
until my latest find.

I find that it fits in
with this line on the plaque.

"None shall find or enter
the tomb of Alexander

without the favor of Re."

Re? Um, Egyptian sun god.

Yes. We'll be waking him
first thing in the morning.

All right! Bring it up!

AXFORD:
What do you think of him?

- He's incredible.
- Mmm-hmm.

AXFORD: I believe
his temple below was put here

by the workers who built
Alexander's tomb.

As a landmark,
a signpost, if you will.

And that mason's tool,

the ancient Egyptian symbol
of builders and craftsmen,

pointed the way.

Which way is that?

As situated below,
the statue was facing west.

And ancient cultures believed the
Land of the Dead lay to the west.

[ALL CHATTERING EXCITEDLY]

Magnificent.

Nearly 2,000 years of history,
wiped out!

Can't you dunderheads
rig a simple hoist?

Of all the incompetence!

Do you have any idea
what you've destroyed?

[SHOUTING IN TURKISH]

It is the curse of the eye.

Here, let me see.

BETH:
What is it?

AXFORD: Some sort of marker
pointing to the temple below.

It certainly had nothing to do
with this accident.

BETH:
Well, something did.

Maybe the workers are right.

I'm beginning to think
we are cursed.

I don't think a curse did this.

Sabotage? But why?

Good Lord. The artifacts!

Get us out of here, quickly!

- Who are you?
- There is a universal truth.

He who has the gun
asks the questions.

Now, who are you, and why
are you interfering with my plan?

I left them in here.
I know it.

Well they're not here now.
Someone's walked off with them.

How could you leave
those artifacts unguarded?

Without them, we may as
well all go home, right now.

Well, I wouldn't pack
things up just yet.

Take a look here.

Hmm?

You can solidify things.
What do you think?

It'll never work. The weight of
the plaster will erase the image.

You're right.

Now, when the sugar dries, it should
make it hard enough to take a mold.

You imbecile.

I go to all the trouble of arranging
for MacGyver to join this expedition,

and you ruin everything.

You arranged it? But why?
Who are you?

Von Leer. Nikolaus Von Leer.

A famous name on
the black market.

You want the treasure
from Alexander's tomb like me.

The only treasure I want
is the Eye of Osiris.

Can't we work out some
arrangement? A partnership.

[GRUNTING]

We have the plaque,
and Alexander's will.

What do I want with them, when
I can't even read hieroglyphics?

- Or ancient Greek?
- But I can.

Perhaps you aren't
such a fool after all.

MacGYVER:
Okay, here goes.

- BETH: It worked.
- No, the images are faint.

[SIGHING]

Still, I suppose it'll have to do.

You know, we're still
working in the dark

without Alexander's will.
We've got to get it back.

I'll go and see if the guards have
any information about the thief.

You're welcome.

Dealing with people
isn't his strong suit.

Oh, give me a break.
He's pompous, arrogant and rude.

Why do you put up with him?

I have to.
He's my father.

I thought you said
your name was Webb.

Mom's maiden name.

She left him when I was little,
raised me in the States.

I saw him all of three times
when I was growing up.

When Mom passed away, I...

I begged him to let me
come on this expedition.

Trying to make up for lost time?

All he ever thinks about
is finding

Alexander's tomb and the Eye.

It's like he's possessed.

[SIGHING]

West. West.

Where you taking that thing?

Um...

I'd like to take the Sno-Cat
and check out an idea.

Well, you'd better take
Beth with you.

I don't think she's
feeling up to it.

- Is she sick?
- More like upset.

Don't you think you're a
little tough on her sometimes?

I treat her no differently
than any other colleague.

Why don't you try treating
her like a daughter once?

If Beth wants to
succeed in archeology,

she'll have to do it mentally,
not biologically.

All she wants is encouragement.

How I conduct this expedition and
my family life is none of your affair!

[WIND WHISTLING]

"The eye of Osiris fell.

The earth sang and
the mountains danced."

Mountains danced.

Yeah, of course.

Don't ever sneak
into my tent again, Von Leer.

It's preferable to
your father seeing us.

We don't him to discover
our partnership, do we?

I want you to keep me informed
of MacGyver's every move.

I only agreed to sell you
photographs of Alexander's tomb.

I'm no spy.

Perhaps we should dissolve
our partnership.

Simply repay the money
I advanced you.

But then, with all those debts
your poor, late mother left.

You know what you are, Von Leer?

A leech.

We both want the same things.

To see your photographs
published all over the world,

and to see Axford's face
when you steal his thunder.

[MAN TALKING IN TURKISH]

Beth? I'd like to
have a word with you.

What's wrong?

I want to apologize.

For the way
I've been snapping at you.

You see, I've spent my life
as an archaeologist.

Being a father is...

- [VEHICLE APPROACHING]
- ...new to me. I...

Where did you get off to?

I found a field of tektites
just west of here.

- Ah.
- Uh, rocks.

Fused by heat.

Well, there hasn't been any
volcanic activity here since the Ice Age.

No, not volcanic.
Something more powerful.

Powerful enough to
create the Eye of Osiris.

Will you please explain
what you're raving about?

I'll do better than that.
I'll show you. Come on.

Well done, MacGyver.

Very well done indeed.

[WORKERS CHATTERING]

AXFORD: This is absolutely
preposterous, MacGyver.

How can these rocks of yours
help us find Alexander's tomb?

It's all in the legend.

"When the eye of Osiris fell, the
earth sang and the mountains danced."

That could be describing
a natural disaster.

Maybe the song
was something else.

- Such as?
- An explosion.

And seismic shocks

would sure make the mountains
seem like they were dancing.

- An earthquake?
- No. Uh-uh.

Tektites are fused rocks created
by entry burn and impact velocity.

- A meteorite.
- Exactly.

Here, take a look here.

See this depression?

From the way the crater's
blended into the terrain,

I'd say it hit
4 or 5,000 years ago.

Which is when
the legend began.

Yeah. And by the time
Alexander came around,

a few thousand years later,

the story had blown
into a full-scale religion.

All fits, doesn't it?

Ancient people would see a
meteorite as a sign from the gods.

So if we find
where the meteorite landed,

that's where we'll find
Alexander's tomb?

The crater's huge!
How can we search all of it?

Well...

Judging from the rim
of the crater,

the meteorite's impact point
would be right there.

Rim of the crater due
west would be right there.

Well, this is your western rim.

What now?

Well, you think those
could be the pillars of Osiris?

My God, they could be!

Get the equipment quickly,
and the artifacts.

AXFORD:
Pillars are manmade.

Perfectly camouflaged.

[WIND WHISTLING]

Look here.

Pupil of the eye.

Well, it looks like it
goes in quite a ways.

- Keyhole, perhaps?
- But what's the key?

Maybe you're
holding it in your hand there.

Of course.

"None shall find or enter the
tomb without the favor of Re."

[METALLIC CLANKING]

Well, so much for Re.

[BANGS]

[RUMBLING]

Why don't you do the honors,
professor?

We're the first people here
in over 2,000 years.

Isn't that on the plaque,
all that stuff?

It's called a djed.
The tree of life.

The bars on top represent
earth, air, fire and water.

The four elements.

[SHUTTER CLICKS]

Anubis.

Alexander!

After all these years.

VON LEER:
Congratulations, professor.

You too, MacGyver.

You played your role perfectly.

Hakim.

Him I know. Who are you?

You may recognize the name.
Nikolaus Von Leer.

- Von Leer.
- As in Erich Von Leer!

My dear departed brother,
thanks to you.

What's going on, Von Leer?
This wasn't part of our deal.

Deal?

Beth, what are you saying?

I agreed to sell him
photographs of the tomb.

Well, if he's anything like his brother,
he's after more than just pictures.

It was a simple matter
of combining my money

with her resentment of you,
old man.

And now, Mr. MacGyver,
if you'll kindly open the sarcophagus,

I'll take the Eye of Osiris.
And you, help him.

HAKIM:
It's empty!

I don't understand.

[RUMBLING]

Egyptian security system,
to trap intruders.

Well, I'd say it worked.

The room is sealed.

We're in danger of running
out of oxygen. We'll suffocate.

Then we'll simply reduce
oxygen consumption.

No! Don't hurt her.

Don't worry, old man.
You and MacGyver will soon join her.

All right now, wait a minute,
wait a minute. Just hold it.

I think I can find
a way out of here.

But you've got to agree
not to hurt these two people.

Let him try, please.

Very well, MacGyver.

You find a way out
and they'll live.

Professor,

didn't the plaque say
something about Anubis?

Yes.

It says, "To enter the tomb,
one must pay tribute to Anubis."

Tribute...

Tribute.

I'm waiting, MacGyver.

These are all different weights.

It just must be a matter of
finding the right one.

Here. Look at this.

Anubis.

Way to go, Beth.

Very good.

[RUMBLING]

You first, MacGyver,

in case our Egyptian friends
have more surprises waiting.

MacGyver, what do you see?

Is it Alexander's tomb?

I think you should come
see for yourself.

As Alexander himself said,

"This is what it means
to be a god."

Sunlight.

That vein of quartz must run
straight to the surface.

HAKIM:
Von Leer!

[HAKIM GROANING]

I'm stuck.

Yes, so it would seem.

No!

We had a deal!

Of course. Alexander's
tomb is yours. Forever.

Well, I see you've inherited
your brother's sense of loyalty.

How long before we also
have a tragic accident?

That depends on
your cooperation.

Why should we help you?

I know your kind, MacGyver.
You're an optimist,

who believes wherever
there is life there is hope.

Now, your only
hope of surviving this

is to open that coffin.

Open that coffin, Von Leer,

and you may unleash something
the world isn't ready for.

I'll take that chance.

Or, I should say, I'll have
MacGyver take that chance for me.

[WATER TRICKLING]

I swear I didn't know what
Von Leer was up to.

I only made a deal
with him so that I could...

Make a fool of me.
Rob me of my discovery.

Yes, partly.

I needed the money.
Mom was s-sick before she died.

I didn't know.
Why didn't you ask my help?

- I...
- No, no.

Why should you?

Professor.

The djed symbolizes
the tree of life

and the rings, the elements
of nature, is that right?

The four elements, yes.

Come on up, professor, that way.

What is that?

That's fire.

And there's water.
Two of the elements.

If I understand
the riddle on the plaque,

these are two of the keys
needed to open that coffin.

Use the keys of life.
Of course.

The keys are the
four elements of nature.

But that's only two. Where are
the other two, earth and air?

Right there.

I think it takes all four
elements working together,

in order to get to that
lock mechanism.

First, fire.

Which heats the second element.

Water.

When it boils...

The air in the chamber above
cools the steam

so it condenses on
the top stone,

which is the fourth element,
earth.

AXFORD:
Alexander the Great.

Is that stone
what I think it is?

A stony meteorite

made of aluminum silicate and
titanium enters the atmosphere,

strikes the earth,
and you've got...

Corundum.

Sapphire, Miss Webb.

The biggest I've seen.

No wonder Alexander tried
to take it with him.

Von Leer, don't...

Another trap!

- We'll be crushed!
- I think that's the idea!

Professor,

the plaque said to get out
we have to go through a maze.

The maze of the eye.

[GASPING]

Give me the stone, Von Leer.

You want to be buried with it
for another 3,000 years?

There's our way out!

Come on!

Von Leer, no!

[LAUGHING]

VON LEER:
The Eye is mine!

[LAUGHING]

Run!

[ALL PANTING]

BETH:
Oh, what happened?

AXFORD: We're trapped
beneath that rock. Sealed in.

[MACGYVER GRUNTING]

AXFORD:
Keys of life.

[PANTING]

Well,

maybe they can
help us out of here, too.

[RUMBLING]

[GROANING]

Go! Get out!

[ALL PANTING]

[SIGHING]

Home safe and sound.

Thanks to you, MacGyver.

And everything you've worked
for is gone. Thanks to me.

I think it's time we put
the past behind us.

Besides, there are some things
that are better left buried.

You know, I read an essay once
by an archaeologist, who said

he wasn't interested in
finding artifacts and treasures.

He wanted to find the truth.

I wrote that.

Yeah. I know.

[THEME SONG PLAYING]

Hey!

What are you doin'?

He's got one way to go.
You take the bar.

Right.

[GRUNTING]

[ROCK MUSIC PLAYING]

[BOTH GRUNTING]

[GRUNTING]

Come on, sucker.
Come on, let's play.

[SCREAMING]

Duck!

[GRUNTING]

Dent?

MacGyver!

[EXCLAIMING]
Dent! Dent.

Never thought I'd be glad
to see you again.

Hey, people change.

[POLICE SIRENS WAILING]

Nice seein' you again.

No, wait! Hey! Dent!

- [KNOCKING ON DOOR]
- Come in.

Hey.

What's that?

Eye drops.

I can see they're eye drops.
What's wrong with your eyes?

Nothing. Just, uh, lately they've
been itching a lot, that's all.

- Hey, nice work last night.
- Mmm.

MacGYVER:
Well, it's a biotoxin all right.

Yeah, it sure is.

And it's gonna be transshipped
across Europe to the Middle East,

where it will be developed into
bigger and better biological weapons.

I mean, that is sick.

How can anyone be greedy
enough to sell this stuff?

Well, when we find out who's
behind Bobby Bear Toys,

we'll be able to ask 'em.

Well, I've got Research digging
into that, even as we speak.

They said they'd have
something for us by tomorrow.

Good. See you then.

Later.

Hey, Dent!

Where'd you go last night?
I wanted to thank you.

Oh, I got a little nervous
when I heard the sirens.

I'm trying
to stay out of trouble.

Yeah? How's it goin'?

I'm clean.

That's good.

'Course, I've only been out
of the joint two days, but...

I wanted to ask a favor.

Go ahead.

I've gotta meet
my new parole agent,

and I was kinda wondering if...

You know, maybe if you could
come along with me.

You know, maybe vouch
that I'm not such a bad guy.

Oh, gee, uh...

Dent, am I really
the right guy for that job?

I mean, I...

I don't know you very well,

and what I do know is...

It sure would mean a lot to me.

...not so hot, I mean...

[SIGHING]

Yeah, okay.

Hop in.

[EXCLAIMING]

So, I did a lot of hard thinkin'
when I was in the inside.

And I realized I'm not really
a bad person or anything.

I just always hung around
with the wrong crowd.

Now it's gonna be different.

Now I'm gonna hang around
with good people.

You know,
people I can look up to.

You know, role-model types.

Like you.

I mean, you helped Cody
go straight.

Well, yeah, but that
wasn't really planned.

I mean, I just
happened to be there.

Yeah! Just like with me.

WOMAN 1: He said he
could meet with me tomorrow.

WOMAN 2: I think
it would be a good idea.

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

[PHONE RINGING]

TRAVIS:
Last call for Harding.

Douglas Harding!

MONTANA:
Forget Harding, Ed.

This is his second no-show.
Two strikes, he's out.

Scratch him. Hmm?

He's gone PAL.

Whatever happened
to three strikes?

I hope she's not my PA.

What's PAL?

Parolee At Large.

Dent, Earl.

Earl?

Okay.

Now we come to our long
list of parolees' do's and don'ts,

but with your record, I'm sure
you know it better than I do.

- Maybe if I can explain a little...
- Uh, thanks.

I already know
the victim routine.

Beg your pardon,
Ms. Montana?

Oh, how you were born on
the wrong side of the tracks.

How you never got an even break.

- Well, actually...
- Society owes you, am I right?

No! I don't think that at all.

Don't con me, Earl.

I may look naive,
but looks can be deceiving.

Well, maybe you should
take your own advice.

What do you think?

Look, Mr. MacGyver,

you gave your little
testimonial for Earl.

It was very nice.

Earl asked if you could sit
in on the interview. I said fine.

But if you persist
in prolonging this interview,

I'm afraid I'm gonna
have to ask you to leave,

because as you can see, we are
a little understaffed around here.

You know, you haven't
listened to one word he's said.

Well, maybe I heard it before.

Well, maybe you haven't.

[SIGHING]
Okay.

What's on your mind, Earl?

Well, uh, just that I figured out
I'm responsible for--for me.

DENT: This time it's
gonna be different.

Uh-huh.

Got a job?

Well, I hit 10 places yesterday,
and I'm gonna hit another 10 today.

And what are your skills,
besides making license plates?

Got a place to live?

I'm lookin'.

So, once you go through your $200
gate money, if you haven't already,

that means you're either out on
the street or back with the old gang.

Am I right?

He can stay with me.

I can?

Yeah.

For a little while.

This is great!
Now all I need is a job.

You serious
about wanting a legit job?

Yes, ma'am.

All right.

I may have something for you.

You familiar
with the, uh, Chicken Habit?

Yeah, I am. Uh, I wrecked
their plastic chicken.

Well, they just opened up
a new location on 26th.

Hey, you can throw a little
restitution into the bargain.

Let me see.

[INAUDIBLE]

MONTANA: Okay. Just put
your John Hancock right here.

I'll tell them to expect you
first thing in the morning.

And, Dent, don't be late.

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

[COUNTRY ROCK PLAYING]

[PHONE RINGING]

[MAN WHOOPING]

MAN:
Come on, take it off!

Handle Bar.

Kluge. For you.

Yeah?

Dent showed up like you said.

I found out
where he's gonna be workin'.

DENT: Thank you, ma'am.
Come see us again.

Now, remember,
don't offer the ketchup.

- They gotta ask for it.
- Check.

So, you got any protein shakes?

Protein? MacGyver! Hey!

How you doin'?

- How do I look?
- You look...

You look good.

Derrick,

he's the assistant manager,

says that I'm a natural.

This sandwich
has dressing on it.

The kid ordered it dry.

Dad, I already ate
most of it. It's okay.

Shut up and let me handle this.

- But...
- Don't talk back to me, boy!

Let him go. I--I'll get
you another sandwich.

He's my kid,
I'll do what I want.

I said, let him go.

Okay, okay.

MAN:
Okay.

Kids don't like to be pushed
around any more than you do.

Earl, let go, let go.
Let go.

Now. Now, now, uh,

that was, uh, one chicken sandwich,
hold the secret sauce.

Forget it.
Come on.

DENT:
Have a nice day.

Sorry. It's just...

Just for a second, uh,

I was that kid
and that son of a...

He was my old man.

[SIGHING]

Bad luck.
Won't happen again.

It's okay.

- All right, I'll see you tonight.
- All righty.

DENT:
All right, not a bad day.

DERRICK:
Not bad at all.

All right.
Good night, Derrick.

9:00 am. Sharp.

Yes, sir.

[CHUCKLES]

Funny how things work out.

What do you say, Dent?

Kluge?

Payback time.

I ain't gonna ride with you,
Kluge.

I'm goin' straight.

[SCOFFS]

Hinkley's back in business.

Bigger than ever.

What's the matter, you
don't want a piece of the pie?

No.

You and me did seven years
hard time because of him.

What's the matter with you?

I don't wanna do any more time.
What's the matter with you?

- [GUN COCKING]
- Oh, there's nothin' the matter with me.

I'm here to settle the score
with Hinkley.

I'm gonna need your help.

- Klugie, come on, we're buddies.
- Don't give me that buddy stuff.

[BOTH GRUNTING]

I told you, I'm goin' straight.

Nut.

You're nuts!

Rote!

Now what?

[CARTRIDGE CLICKING]

You're about Dent's size.

You got the ski mask?

Yeah.

We own Dent.

DENT: Just so you don't think
I'm gettin' cozy or anything,

I start lookin'
for an apartment today.

Ah, don't worry about it.

Hey, listen, Earl.

You're gonna make it.

Don't let Montana
scare you, okay?

I'll try not to.

Hey, Dent!

Are you crazy?

What are you guys doin'?

I can't be seen with you guys.

Get out of here!

Chicken Habit got robbed
last night.

The assistant manager
got shot up pretty good.

What?

They say the assailant was
a big guy. Wore a ski mask.

Carried this weapon.

You're framin' me?

Whatever it takes.

Hinkley pays,
or you're back in the slammer.

Now, I got your trike
out of impound.

Pick it up at Oscar's.

Call me at this number
before 2:00,

or else the cops get the gun.

[MOTORCYCLES REVVING]

Dent?

Earl?

DENT:
Upstairs.

Hey, where you goin', man?

I got a problem.

Yeah, no kiddin'.

Did you know that Chicken
Habit was robbed last night?

Yeah.

Derrick's gonna be okay.
I called the hospital.

Earl...

No! I never shot anybody
in my life.

Good.

[SIGHING]

So why'd you miss
your appointment with Montana?

Because I know
who committed the robbery.

So why don't you
call the police?

Because the gun that was used
has my fingerprints on it.

How?

Oh, a guy I used to ride with
pulled it on me and I took it away.

He was wearin' gloves.

So he's settin' you up, right?

Not if I ride with him again.

I gotta call him at 2:00.

Ride with him where?

[STAMMERING]
Who is this guy?

[SIGHING]
His name's Jerry Kluge.

We got busted together
seven years ago.

A dude named Hinkley
ratted on us.

Kluge wants revenge.

So that's between them, right?

Except that Hinkley's hideout
is way out in the boonies,

and I'm the only one
that knows where.

Look, I'm just gonna ride
with Kluge till I get the gun.

No, no, that doesn't
make any sense at all.

Why don't you just tell
Montana what happened?

Oh, right, sure.
She's gonna believe me.

MacGyver, you in here?

- Oh, no.
- All right, all right, don't panic.

I'll talk to her first, okay?

You stay here.

Well, howdy, Ms. Montana.

MONTANA:
So, you hear from him?

Yeah, as a matter
of fact, I did.

And?

He's being set up.

Oh! Oh! He is being set up?
That is a new one.

Can't you come up
with something original?

It happens to be the truth.

[MONTANA SCOFFING]

Yeah? So why doesn't he
tell me himself?

Because he's afraid
you won't believe him.

Well, he's probably right.

You know what?
You're not too sympathetic, are you?

I am a parole agent,
not a nanny, all right?

[GRUNTING]

Well, if you'd
give him a chance,

he might be able to prove
he's worth something.

[SCOFFS]

[SCREAMING]

Yeah, right.

I thought you were on the level.

I am.

[SCOFFING]
Come on!

You were hiding him.
You helped him get away.

I didn't think he'd run.

[SCOFFING]

Look, Ms. Montana,

I want the system to work
the way it's supposed to, okay?

Yeah?

Well, in Earl Dent's case
it's gonna,

'cause I'm sending him
right back to prison.

That would be a mistake.

Look, he is a
high-control parolee, a 10.

Now he's gone PAL.
End of story.

- A 10, huh?
- Yeah.

He's just a number
to you, is that it?

Sometimes
that's all it boils down to.

Not with Dent!

He wants to go straight.
Do you know that?

Maybe just wanting it
isn't enough.

- It's a start!
- Oh, it is nothing!

Believe me,
I have been through this

with hundreds,
thousands of these cases.

Again with the numbers.

Don't you think
it'd be a good idea

if you took your job
a little more personally?

Personally?

How about junkies for parents?

Is that personal enough for you?

And they were always talkin'
about wanting to go straight.

You know something?
Talk's cheap.

I'm sorry about your parents.

But you are wrong about Dent.

I don't think so.

Will you at least give me
a chance to get him back?

[LAUGHING]
You think you can find him?

If you give me enough time,
yes, I do.

Okay.

You got 24 hours.

I'm, uh, sending a complete
history on Jerry Kluge.

THORNTON: Criminal record,
known associates, everything.

Yeah, it's comin' through now.

Read about
known associate Pete Dash.

He's in prison, so if you need
an entree, he may be the guy.

All right.
Thanks, Pete.

Oh, by the way,

I did find the address on that
phone number you gave me.

Yeah, go ahead.

Hold on.

Uh, it's the Handle Bar,

3217 Oakdale.

That's a biker hangout,
isn't it?

Yeah, I think so.

Well, what are you gonna do?

Hang out.

Ah, they'd never buy it.

Gotcha.

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

[ROCK MUSIC PLAYING]

Tap or bottle?

Tomato juice.

I had a rough night, okay?

ROTE: The whole thing
is fallin' apart, Kluge.

How come he hasn't called?

It ain't 2:00 yet.

I don't know, Kluge.

Even with Dent,
there's only five of us.

We can't even convoy, man.

We got no logistics, no support,
no mechanics. We're...

Chill out!

[RINGING]

Handle Bar.

Yeah, yeah. Hang on.

It's Dent.

Yeah, man.

About time you called, Dent.

Get your trike yet?
Good.

Yeah, I want you
to meet us down at...

Listen very carefully...

[KLUGE MUMBLING INAUDIBLY]

Later, baby.

Let's split.

[KLUGE LAUGHING]

[GANG CHATTERING]

He gotta be crazy or something.

Yeah, right.

[HUMMING]

[GRUNTING]

[GRUNTING]

Now, this is just the kind
of thing I was talkin' about.

How are we gonna convoy
all the way to Hinkley's?

We can't even get out
of the parking lot.

Shut up!

[ENGINE SPUTTERING]

You into fixin' bikes?

I should think so.

The name's Mechanic.

Mechanic, huh?

Well, get over here
and fix this, Mechanic.

[BEEPING]

[ENGINE STARTS]

KLUGE:
Yeah, all right!

It had a little dirt in
the fuel line, that's all.

Oh.

There you go.

Hey, you're all right.

Name's Kluge.

MacGYVER:
Kluge.

I used to ride
with a buddy of yours.

Pete Dash?

Oh, yeah?

I know Dash.
Scrawny dude, right?

MacGYVER:
Scrawny?

The Dash I know was a
big fat slob, 300 pounds.

Yeah, yeah, that's the Dash
we know. That's the guy.

Nice meetin' you.

Hey, Kluge.

Hey, yo, Mechanic.

We could use someone like you.

Yeah, well, I ride solo
these days, thanks.

You into money?

Money's nice.

We're into hijacking 200
pounds of pure crystal meth

worth about
half a million dollars.

Hey, Dent,
say hello to Mechanic.

- Howdy.
- He's all right.

Fixes anything.

Oh, uh, Mechanic, maybe you can
take a look at somethin' on my trike?

You bet.

You're out of your mind,
comin' here. They'll kill you.

Well, you didn't leave me
much choice, now, did you?

Sure I did. You could
have just forgot about me.

No, there's where you're wrong.

What can I say?

You're all right.

Well, so are you, Earl.
So are you.

Okay.

You want me to go have it
out with Montana? Let's do it.

Well, we can't just yet.

Kluge's gonna hijack
200 pounds of crystal meth.

We can't let that stuff
hit the streets.

Two hundred?

Now I get it.

They don't just want Hinkley.

They wanna rip off his meth lab.

And you know where it is.

Yeah!

All right.

We'll get to Montana,
she'll notify the police,

you'll come out
smellin' like a rose.

All right.

We're movin' out.

Right now?

Gonna hit Hinkley's joint.

How far's the ride, Dent?

About 20 miles.

You two ride point.

KLUGE:
We're outta here.

[PIGEONS COOING]

[GRUNTING]

Where's Hinkley?

Hey!

[ROCK MUSIC PLAYING
ON HEADPHONES]

Where is Hinkley?

He and the guys went to town.
Won't be back till morning.

Ah, how convenient.

Then we have the place
all to ourselves.

MacGYVER:
Uh, you know,

this guy might be handier
to you if you kept him alive.

You wanted Hinkley to know
who ripped him off,

this guy could
give him the message.

That's a good idea.

You think you can give
Hinkley that message for me?

Oh, sure, sure.
Yeah, anything.

Then you get on your bike
and ride.

And you tell Hinkley the
next time I'm comin' after him.

Out! Vamoose!

On second thought,

I think I'll tell him myself.

[GUN FIRING]

Dump the body in the woods.

Get the rest of the bikes
in here,

in case Hinkley
comes back early.

Let's check this joint out.

[GUN COCKING]

Well, all right.

[WHOOPING]

Look at this, boys.

Died and gone to heaven.

ROTE: Man, with this kind of money,
we can go to paradise.

Someplace like Reno!

Look at this.

Hey, Kluge!

HAWKINS: Take a look
at what we found.

This was on Mechanic's bike.

What's this, man?

I haven't the slightest idea.

I've never seen that thing
before in my life.

- What's this?
- I don't know!

- He's a cop!
- I ain't no cop!

A cop?

DENT: What'd you get
me into here, Kluge?

There could be more on the way.

It's cool.

If he's a cop,
we got ourself a hostage.

Dent, keep a gun on him.

Come here.

Drop it, Dent!
I mean now!

You four, come on out of
there with your hands up!

Real easy, boys.

You don't know what
you're doin', Montana.

Don't even talk to me, Dent!

You ought to be ashamed of yourself.
MacGyver went to bat for you.

Oh, you two
know each other, huh?

Good thing I came along, huh?

[MONTANA EXCLAIMING]

Get off of me!
You weigh a ton! Get up!

Yeah, real good.

[MONTANA GRUNTING]

- I still say we should waste 'em
- Right.

We'll clear this place out,
then burn it down with them in it.

It'll look like an accident,
and we'll be home free, baby.

And rich.

Yeah, no sense lettin'
this stuff go to waste.

Wrap it up.
Load it in the van. Move.

I wish you guys would have
come to me in the first place!

We tried, okay?

[MONTANA SCOFFING]

[WHISPERING] I need some noise
so I can break that beaker.

- What kind of noise?
- Uh...

Talk louder.

- What do we talk about?
- Anything.

I just need time
to cut these ropes.

Let Montana cut 'em.

She's got the fangs for it.

[SPEAKING LOUDER]
That is totally uncalled for!

I was just trying to do my job.

If you hadn't run, we wouldn't
be here in the first place.

DENT: What was I supposed to do?
Throw myself at your mercy?

[SCOFFING]

Like you'd believe
what I told you, right?

Why? Why should I ever
believe a loser like you?

I am not a loser.

Yeah? Well, you sure
could have fooled me.

Hey, keep it down in there!

If you're so swift, how come you
come here without any backup?

How am I supposed to
be able to call in backup

when I don't even
know where we are?

DENT: Oh, that makes
you real smart, don't it?

MONTANA: Oh!

Have you ever tried to
follow a tracing screen

and drive 80 miles an hour?

There is not a lot of spare
moments for sightseeing!

Well, maybe if you weren't
such a dragon lady,

you'd have a partner
to do those things for you!

Well, maybe if there weren't so many
sociopaths like you running around,

- we could afford partners!
- Really?

[WHISPERING]
Okay, you can stop now.

[CONTINUING TO SPEAK LOUDLY]
Hey, at least I'm trying.

- [MONTANA SCOFFING]
- Not that it matters to you!

Even though you are
my freakin' parole agent.

I mean, if a guy's PA won't
give him a break, who will?

Oh, now I suppose you're gonna try
and tell me how to do my job!

- Hey!
- Huh?

You can stop. I'm done.

- Oh.
- Oh.

About time.

[SNIFFING]

[ROTE COUGHING]

[GRUNTING]

Ah, come on.

Allow me.

Good job.

[GANG CHATTERING]

[SIGHING]

You think we can
make a break for it?

No, they got too many guns.

We gotta even things up a bit.

Yes, sir, yes, sir.

[WHISPERING]
What are you doin'?

Mixin' stuff.

When this dries,
it should explode on impact.

How long to dry?

Not long, I hope.

Tell him to hurry up.
We're gonna split.

Get down there.

Better hurry.
Hawkins is on his way.

DENT:
How's it work?

When he steps on it,
it should explode a little.

All right, take cover.

Hey! Give me a hand in here.

Go see what he wants.

[SIGHING]

[GRUNTING]

I'll grab his attention.

- You blind-side him.
- Okay.

What's up?

They're loose in here!

[GRUNTS]

Give it up, Kluge,
you're all alone!

DENT:
He's gettin' away!

[TRUCK ENGINE STALLING]

[ENGINE STARTING]

[TIRES SCREECHING]

[TIRES SCREECHING]

[COUGHING]

I loved that trike.

[CLEARING THROAT]
Earl?

Hey, Montana, MacGyver,
how you doin'?

Good.
We got some news for you.

I heard. They busted Hinkley.
All right!

No, no, no. It's not about that.
It's about, um, work.

Work?

Work's great.
Couldn't be better!

I love it!

You love it?

Hey, it's me.

Should we even tell him?

Tell me what?

I don't know,

I wouldn't want him to
feel obligated or anything.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, but, I mean,
it's such a great idea you had.

I mean,
I really do need a partner,

and with a grant from the
Phoenix Foundation, it's perfect.

Wait a minute.

- A grant?
- Yeah.

Did you say "partner"?

Yeah.
Montana needs a partner.

Yeah, you know, muscle.

Like a...
Like a field operative

for those high-control
clients of mine.

Yeah. We kind of
work well together.

And you know what?

I got some real innovative
ideas I'd like to try out.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
You are not being hired for your ideas.

You are coming aboard as a grade
three provisional employee, and...

Grade three?

- Yeah.
- A grade three?

What do you mean, "grade three"?

What am I?

- [SIGHING]
- Some kind of number again?

You had a number
for a reason, Dent.

What do you want from me?

All I ever wanted was a
little understanding, okay?

MONTANA: Oh, now,
wait just a minute here.

DENT: No, no, no,
you wait just a minute here.

Do you want this job or not?

Well, I think I might be
overqualified for the job.

Overqualified at what,
making license plates?

I can make a lot of numbers on 'em,
and they're pretty darn good, too.

Oh, yeah, and I bet
the lowest one is your IQ.

I can tell right now, it's gonna
be a delight to work with you.

Oh, come... Oh, please!

- No, really.
- You make me sick.

[THEME SONG PLAYING]

Father, why don't you let me come
and help you with your rounds?

Please, Rachel,
just keep trying MacGyver

and let him know it's serious,
that I have to talk to him.

I will, Father.

Tell him he's got to meet me
at the public hearing tonight.

If I'm late, tell him I said,
"black and blue."

- "Black and blue"?
- Just tell him. He'll understand.

Well, the meeting's at 8:00.
And don't forget,

you're number three
on the agenda.

Excuse me, Father.

Could you, uh,
spare a little extra change?

Well, I'm afraid
I'm short on cash, friend,

but I've got some sandwiches
and fruit in the bag...

RIKER:
Come on, Mooney.

Get his wallet, watch, rings,
anything you can find.

MOONEY:
Help me lift him.

Man, he's heavy.

RIKER: Quit complainin'.
Just get him stripped.

[PEOPLE TALKING LOUDLY]
Order! Please! Order! Please!

Order!

And I think it's shameful.

Because of the bleeding heart
mentality of this council,

the homeless situation
in our community

is now threatening
both the property values

and the lives of our citizens!

[PEOPLE CHEERING]

[PEOPLE BOOING]

Get down, sit down!

LANDAU: Crime is up,
vandalism is rampant,

and citizens are accosted
every day on the streets...

Something's happened
to Father Jim, MacGyver.

His rounds never take this long.

Oh, relax, he'll show.

I'm worried, I can't help it.

He told me if he was late,
I was to tell you "black and blue."

Does that mean anything to you?

LANDAU: ...has become
the main source...

Well, it's just a code word
from our hockey days.

We'd use it during a game
to protect each other

from the goons in the league.

In other words,
it's a call for help.

LANDAU: Like it or not,
this well-intentioned haven

has become a magnet
for all of the low-life

from miles around,
and is now threatening

the very quality of life
in our community!

[PEOPLE CHEERING]

[PEOPLE BOOING]

- [PEOPLE ARGUING]
- Order! Please, quiet.

Ladies, gentlemen,

I've just received the news
that Father Jim,

who was to be with us
this evening,

has been the victim
of a mugging,

and has been taken to Memorial
Hospital in critical condition.

[PEOPLE EXCLAIMING]

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

[WHISPERING]
Black and blue.

I heard you calling, Jim.

Danny.

Doc knows.

Find Doc.

My papers...

- It's bad. Need to...
- All right, take it easy. Take it easy.

You'll have to leave now.

WOMAN [ON P.A.]:
Mr. Merchant to Admitting.

Mr. Merchant to Admitting.

RHOME:
How is he?

Just hangin' on.
You got anything?

Well, a few prints,
that's about it.

Looks like a random
transient robbery.

They took everything he had,
even his shoes.

So, what's next?

Well, we'll pull some people in,
ask some questions,

keep our ears open,
hope we get lucky.

That's it?

I'm afraid so.
I wish it was different,

but we have very few
lines of communication

into the homeless community.

WOMAN [ON P.A.]:
Dr. Carter, 4212.

Dr. Carter, 4212.

I'm very sorry.

[CRYING]

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

You must be Rachel,
Father Jim's assistant.

My name is Aaron Sandler.

I just wanted to tell you how
very sorry I am for your loss.

Thank you, Mr. Sandler.

This is MacGyver,
a dear friend of Father Jim's.

- A pleasure.
- Mr. Sandler.

I employ some of the homeless
at my plants.

I was just getting
to know the Father.

Wonderful man.

RACHEL:
Thank you.

You okay?

He taught me
the value of service.

He always used to say
there are no great things

to accomplish in this life,

just small things
done with great love.

God bless you and keep you.

That's Doc.

Another dear soul who
fell through the safety net.

Doc was one of
Father Jim's favorites.

Are they going to find
his killer, MacGyver?

It's been three days, and the
police still don't know anything.

They're trying, Rachel.

I don't think they care.

Rachel, they care.

But Lieutenant Rhome
said the homeless are afraid

to come forward
and talk to the police.

Who do they talk to?

Each other.

MacGYVER:
Excuse me, fellas.

I'm lookin' for a guy named Doc.
You heard of him?

MacGYVER:
Doc?

They say he's supposed
to be here someplace.

Nice talkin' to you.

MacGYVER:
Excuse me, ma'am.

I'm lookin' for a guy named Doc.

Thank you very much.

MacGYVER:
Anybody home?

[MACGYVER GROANING]

DOC: Talk fast, mister, and
don't even think about moving.

Take it easy, take it easy,
I'm not lookin' for trouble.

Who are you?

My name's Grazer.

Wh-What are you doing here?

I'm looking for a guy
named Doc, that's all.

Why?

MacGYVER: 'Cause
Father Jim asked me to.

Just before he died.

MacGYVER: What do you say
we talk this face to face, huh?

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

Sorry, Doc,
I didn't mean to surprise you.

How do you know my name?

Saw you at the funeral.

[WHEEZING]

What's the matter?

What's the matter with you?

I'm okay.

Yeah, you could've fooled me.

It's just, uh, just a
touch of asthma, asthma.

You were with Father Jim
when he died?

Yeah, that's right,
at the hospital.

He mentioned your name.

What did he say?

Well, he said, uh, "Doc."

He said, "Doc knows.
Find Doc."

He also mentioned
the name of, uh, D-Danny.

Danny.

Look, Doc,

I think our good friend

was in some kind of trouble.
He never got a chance to tell me.

I won't know for sure until
I get to go through his stuff.

But I think somebody
might've murdered our friend.

[CRYING]

I can't stay long, but, uh,

but I'll--I'll take you
to where Danny is. Come on.

Danny.

Danny can hardly take
care of himself, you know.

He's--He's got no business
being out on the street.

Why is he?

Oh,

a lot of people got
dumped with the cutbacks

in mental health spending.

It's just the way it is,
you know.

Father Jim took
an interest in Danny.

He even checked up
on his background

and really took him
under his wing.

And Danny responded, he--he
was blossoming with all that attention.

Hey, Doc,

you got any idea who
might want to kill Father Jim?

Nobody in his right mind.

Certainly not one
of the locals here.

I mean, this man, this man
came out here twice a week

with food and blankets,
medicine.

It just doesn't make sense.

There's Danny.

He totally withdrew
about four days ago.

He's nearly catatonic.

And nobody could figure out why.

And then we heard about
Father Jim being killed...

Like somehow he knew.

Well, maybe he does.

[FIRE CRACKLING]

Danny? Danny?

I--I want to introduce you

to a friend of Father Jim's.

His--His name is--is Grazer.

Hey.

Oh! Oh.

I have an appointment.
I have to go.

Hey, wait a minute, Doc.
Can't you stick around for a while?

No, no, no.
I can't be late, I can't be late.

Doc!

[DOG BARKING]

Well, Danny,

I guess it's just
you and me, huh?

It's all right.

I won't come no closer,
all right,

I'll just go around you.
It's all right, relax.

Look, I'm just glad I got
a chance to meet you.

Father Jim mentioned you
last time I talked to him.

We were friends
for a long time, Danny.

I'm gonna miss him a lot.

Think we could be friends?

I think Jim
would have liked that.

[SIREN WAILING]

[DOG BARKING]

[SIGHS]

Hey.

Hey, here, have a banana.

Go ahead, it's just a
little present for you.

All right, I'll tell you what,
I'll just leave it over here, okay?

In case you change your mind.

Uh, listen, Danny,

I gotta go find Doc, all right.

But I'll be back.

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

[DOG BARKING]

Hey, Doc?

Pretty girl.

It's my daughter Allison.

- That's your daughter?
- Yeah.

She's somethin'.

Her mother doesn't like her
to visit me down here,

but--but she sneaks out and comes
down here once a week, anyway.

Oh.

Where is it? I make her a pin,
and then I can't find it.

Oh, stupid,
stupid, stupid, stupid!

Stupid!

[WHEEZING]

All right, Doc, relax.
Take it easy.

Come on! Breathe.

In and out, come on.

Come on, sit down,
get yourself comfortable.

Take it easy.

[CONTINUES WHEEZING]

Asthma, huh?
Right.

- Anxiety.
- No kidding.

I can't stand confrontations.

I just...

I just fall apart.

It used to be worse,
if you can imagine.

[DOG BARKING]

My students used to
see me in full bloom.

You had students?

I taught high school English
for 15 years.

Then I had my breakdown.

I just lost everything.

You know...

my job, my family,
insurance, everything.

And as you probably know,
it can happen fast.

One day you're--
you're a member of society,

and the next thing you know,
you're invisible.

All right, Danny,

you're not gonna believe this.

We got some cattail root

for starch.

We got miner's lettuce
for greens

and we got some mushrooms,
some herbs.

We got some spices.
We got all kinds of stuff, you know.

We're gonna have
some kind of salad,

or maybe some soup
if I put water to it.

Do you know what
I'm talking about?

You know the best thing
about all this, Danny?

It's all growin'
right over there,

and it's free. Free of charge.
Free for the takin'.

[CHUCKLING]

Yeah, my Grandpa taught me
how to do this.

Yeah, Grandpa taught me
how to forage for food.

One time we were
on a campin' trip,

this bear ate all our food.
I got all wimpy scared,

but my grandpa, he said
to me, he says, "Bud."

Grandpa called me Bud,
I could never figure that out,

but he says, "Bud,

"we'll just go grazin'."

Grazin', Grazer. Grazin',
get it? Yeah, right.

That's where I got my name.

Bright kid, all right.

Beautiful.

Hey, yeah. That's a T-stick.

A T-stick.
Go ahead, take a look.

It's an old Indian tool I use
for diggin' up roots and stuff.

Hey, hey, what's the matter? Danny!

Take it easy.

Just a newspaper,
it can't hurt you.

What's the matter?

Somethin' in that picture
spooked you, didn't it?

Danny,

were you there?

Were you there
when they hurt Father Jim?

Is that what scared you?

Is the guy who hurt Father Jim,

is his picture right there?

Yeah?

Show me, Danny.

Come on, show me.
He can't hurt you.

All right.

That's good, Danny.

You're a good man.

What?

No?

What?

No. What?

Two... There were two guys?

There was another guy...

Is that other guy's
picture here?

No, no, no, but there were two
guys, right? Two? Right, uh...

All right, Danny,
what'd these two guys do

after they hurt Father Jim?

Come on, Danny, what happened?

All right, all right, all right,
take it easy. Take it easy.

Danny, you got to help me
on this, all right?

We'll play a game, all right?

A little game.

I want you to show me

what these guys did
after they hurt Father Jim.

Uh, what?

They, uh, they were pumpin',
they were boxin', they were what?

Runnin'. They were...
They ran away!

Yeah, then what?

Then what happened, Danny?
Come on.

Uh...

They, uh, they were drivin'.
They, uh...

They were drive...
They stole a car, right?

No, they, uh, they had a car!
They, uh...

One, two, three guys?
There--There was another guy?

Three guys...

Another guy picked 'em up
in a car, right?

[EXCLAIMING]

Right? Uh...

Uh, the other guy, the third guy

picked 'em up
in a--a big car, right?

It was a big car.

What is that?
What's that?

Somebody picked 'em up
in an expensive car?

Danny, you did it! Good man!

You did it! You did it!

- What's going on?
- Doc.

Doc, Doc, do you know that guy?

- Do you know him?
- That-That's Mooney.

Oh, he's bad news.
Oh, no, he's real mean.

Every time he comes to
the bridge, there's trouble.

Danny just identified him as
one of Father Jim's attackers.

Any idea where I can find him?

The general area.

All right.

I want to find this Mooney guy,

and I want you to start
digging through Jim's stuff.

I--I don't think
I can handle that.

Yes, you can.

You taught high school English.

Maybe you'll find something
that'll lead us to his killers.

Come on, Doc.
Give it a shot.

What do you say?

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

[TRAIN APPROACHING]

[GROANING]

[DOG BARKING]

Hold it right there!
Both of you!

Th-Thank God you're here.
He was babbling!

- He tried to mug me.
- No, that's a lie.

Shut up!

I was on my way home, I swear.

He jumped me. He pulled me
into the alley and tried to kill me.

- That's a lie!
- I said shut up!

There's a phone in the office.
Go phone the police.

- I'll watch him.
- No!

Thanks, man. Thanks a lot.

Don't let him walk away!
I just watched him knife a guy!

On the ground, rub-dub,
and spread 'em.

Are you listening to me at all?

On the ground, now!

[BARKING]

Thank you, lieutenant.

I was starting
to feel invisible.

Sorry about that, MacGyver.

The officers were
just doing their job.

Yeah.

And I might add, going
undercover and dressing this way

was your own choice.
What are you doing?

I'm trying to find out
who killed my friend.

I thought the best way to hook into
the homeless was to become one.

Naturally, you thought the
police weren't doing anything.

Naturally.

Well, you can come in
from the cold now.

MacGyver, checking out.

Looks like the case is closed.

- What?
- We got our man.

The guy you saw stabbed
is an ex-con named Mooney

who'd been living
on the streets.

He killed Father Jim and then
died the same meaningless death.

No, sir. Uh-uh.
You're way off base.

MacGyver, he had Father Jim's
shoes, coat, backpack.

He even had his wallet
with all the ID intact.

Lieutenant, Mooney did
not die a random death.

I was there, I chased
the guy who killed him.

All right, I'm listenin'.

[SIGHING]

I have an eyewitness who
saw Mooney and another guy

get picked up after
they killed Father Jim.

- Are you sure of that?
- Yeah, I'm positive.

Well, that's great, then. We'll get
a statement and corroborate it...

That's gonna be a problem.

He'll never stand up
as a reliable witness.

- You'll need more evidence.
- Well, you got any ideas?

Just this.

RIKER: I'm telling you,
this guy saw me stick Mooney.

He can finger me.
We have to deal with him.

There he is.

Well, well.

I believe I've already
had the pleasure.

He was dressing differently
at the funeral.

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

Mealtime, Doc. You have to
take a break once in a while.

Oh, Rachel.
Oh, thank you.

Mornin', Doc.
Sorry I'm late.

I spent the night
in the hoosegow.

Thank goodness, MacGyver.
I was worried sick.

[STUTTERING]
What? What?

Uh, did you call him MacGyver?

- Oh, dear, I hope I haven't...
- It's all right, Rachel.

- It's all right.
- Why, I thought...

I thought your name was Grazer.

I can explain, Doc.

[WHEEZING]

You lied to us.

You're not one of us, are you?

It's all a lie.

Doc, Doc, relax.

- This is all a lie.
- Sit down, sit down, sit down.

- It's all a lie.
- Breathe, breathe, breathe, Doc!

Stop it.

Take some breaths.
Come on, relax.

Now, I want you to listen to me.

I disguised myself
as a street person

because I wanted you
to trust me.

Trust, trust you?

Why should--
Why should I trust you?

[CONTINUES WHEEZING]

We-We're different here.
You're on the other side.

No, see, I don't believe that.

The only difference
between you and me

is a little bit of luck,
that's all.

Aside from that,
we're both people.

We're made from the same stuff.

And we were both friends
of Father Jim.

Doc, you've got to help me.

What?

I want us to be partners.

You see, I've got to find out
who killed Jim.

And I don't think
I can do it on my own.

You need me?

I can't think of a better man
for the job.

Rachel? Someone to see you.

Excuse me.

So, um,

you found anything?

Have I-- Have I found anything?

Wait till you see what I found.

Take--Take a look here.
Take a look.

Mr. Sandler!
What a nice surprise.

- Thank you, Rachel.
- How can I help you?

I have a few ideas how I might
help you and the homeless.

Look, uh,

Fox Meadow Home kept
Danny's name on the rolls

a year after he was released.

And they also kept his medical
insurance checks, see, and--and...

And keep in mind that
he wasn't the only one.

There may have been
hundreds, huh?

That's some scam.

That has to be what Jim
stumbled onto. It all fits.

The guy-- The guy was
discharging inappropriate patients

and ripping off
their state checks.

I mean, he--he probably
w-walk-walked off

with--with a million dollars.

Uh, Doc,

did you read all this?

Well I--I read 2,000 words a
minute, with 100% comprehension.

2,000?

Yeah. But--But anyway,
I called Dr. Kessler,

and she used to run Fox Meadow.

She filled me in on the owner.

His name is Reuter,
Arthur J. Reuter.

Reuter, okay.

And--And--And get this.

Every patient care home
that he had

had a suspicious fire
just before he purchased it.

He bought 'em for a song,
he--he--he robbed 'em blind,

and--and then
he just, uh, bailed out.

And when the indictment
came down, he just disappeared.

He--He's probably running
his con somewhere else.

- Yeah, with a new identity...
- Mmm-hmm.

- ...which Jim probably learned.
- Mmm.

- Did you get a description?
- No, no, the guy's very cagey.

He never came around the home,

and--and there are no
pictures of him anywhere,

not even in the Fox Meadow Care,
uh, uh, uh, brochure.

[GROANING]

We got to go through everything.

All of Jim's books,
his journals,

photo albums, the whole thing.

You up to that?

Oh, it's a piece of cake.

It's like researching
a term paper.

Yeah.

Uh, I'm gonna see if I can
get lucky at the library.

Hey, Doc.

Don't let anybody ever tell you

you don't work well
under pressure, okay?

MacGyver, Mr. Sandler just
gave us a wonderful donation.

That's great.

It's good to see you
again, Mr. Sandler.

I got to run. See you later.

You've no idea how much
this donation means.

Oh...

If it wasn't for support from
people in the community like you,

this mission would have died
with Father Jim.

- What a senseless waste.
- I know.

But young Danny,
one of our regulars,

we think he may have
seen it happen.

- I didn't know there was a witness.
- Oh, yes.

He saw two men do it, and
they were picked up by a third.

Which may prove
it was premeditated murder.

Incredible.

Rachel, I have a
proposition for you.

If you can spread
the word to Danny

and all his homeless friends in
the area to show up this afternoon,

I could have a whole truckload of
warm clothing here for everyone.

And you can use that check
for other things.

- Are you serious?
- Absolutely.

I'll have a truck here
in an hour.

All you have to do
is get the word around.

Oh, Mr. Sandler!

MAN:
Yeah, that's mine.

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

RACHEL:
Large. Who needs a large?

MAN:
I do.

WOMAN:
I'll take a large.

Hi, Danny.

You want to try something on?
They're really nice.

No, please.
Let me take it to him.

Of course.

Uh, Mr. Sandler,
he doesn't speak.

Ah.

Hello, Danny.

Try this on,
I think you'll like it.

I'm glad we finally
had a chance to meet.

I was a close friend
of Father Jim's.

Sandler!

Okay, you can stop worryin' about
Father Jim now and everything else.

Come on, let's move it.

- Inside.
- Hey, can't we talk about this?

Talking's done, get in!

Over there.

What if I told you the police already
know about your boss, Sandler?

Shut up and turn around.

I mean, he sent
you after Mooney.

Who do you think he's
gonna send after you?

I said, shut up!
Watch your head, dummy!

[GROANING]

Don't move!

Don't move!

Stay, stay, stay.

Arms out, arms out!
Come on.

Stop, what are you doing?

What, are you crazy?

No, just a little nuts.

Stop it.

Let me out of here.

Keep it quiet.

[GROANING]

Stick around.

[MUFFLED MUMBLING]

Where's Sandler?

- I think he was talking to Danny.
- What?

There, there, there they are.

- [CAR ENGINE STARTING]
- Oh, man.

MacGyver what's wrong?

Sandler.

He's Reuter, he's the guy.

Come on, Danny, I want
to show you something.

Look around, Danny.

Bet you've never seen
anything like this before.

I wish I knew how much
you really saw, Danny.

It's a shame you can't tell me.

But that's the way
of life, isn't it?

I thought you might
like a souvenir, Danny.

I brought it for you.

This punished one of the
bad men who killed Father Jim.

Here, Danny.

Go ahead, Danny, take it.

Pick up the knife, Danny. Now.

Don't do it, Danny!

Just back away. Go ahead.

Give it up, Reuter,

Sandler.
Whatever your name is.

We got police on the way.

I don't suppose you're open
to negotiation, Mr. MacGyver.

Not a chance.

I had to ask.

After all, I am a businessman.

You can't very well
blame me for trying.

Gun!

It's just you and me, MacGyver.

I wouldn't count on Danny
helping you.

Why don't you come out and
make it easier on yourself?

Your options are limited.

[GUN FIRES]

[GUN FIRES]

[DANNY WHIMPERING]

[GROANING]

Danny?

[DANNY SOBBING]

It's okay, Danny.

It's over.

Nobody's going to hurt you.

All right, Danny,
Doc and I will come visit you

as soon as Doctor Kessler
gets you all settled in.

I'll bring bananas, huh?

Th-Thank you.

Put on your seat belt, huh?

Well, I know Father Jim
is smiling on this day.

And I've got Doc to help me now.

Uh, if we can afford him.

Couldn't have found
a better man.

I'll never forget you, MacGyver.

Bless you, Doc.

Allison, I'll see you again.

Okay, bye.

Let's go and have
a proper visit, huh?

Okay, Daddy.

You gave Doc and Danny a
new chance at life, MacGyver.

You know, I still can't help but
wonder about those people out there

that fall through that
so-called safety net.

It's just a sad fact
of life today.

What can you do?

Refuse to accept it.

[THEME SONG PLAYING]

[SIREN WAILING]

[TIRES SCREECHING]

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

COP 1:
Get a perimeter up.

Let's see some crowd control.

Did you see
what happened, ma'am?

WOMAN:
This man was running,

and two Latin-appearing men
were chasing him.

And they shot him.

COP 1:
How were they dressed?

Nice. You know,
good trench coats, suits.

- What color?
- Dark.

They didn't look like killers.

But they just
walked up and shot.

And ran off, that way.

Okay. Thanks, ma'am.
Just step over there.

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

Okay, okay, back up, people.
Come on, back up.

We got a job to do here.
Come on, help us out.

COP 2: Let's go.
Let's hurry up.

All right, cordon it off.

I want a code 100 broadcast
for a 20-block perimeter.

It's off.

[DOOR OPENING]

Hey, Pete.

These are
the computer composites

based on descriptions
by witnesses

at the train station yesterday.

[SIGHS]
What do you think?

Well, I, uh...

I can't tell. I--I didn't
really get a very good look.

It all happened pretty fast.

[SIGHS]

Listen, MacGyver,

I called you in on this because,

frankly, I have
a million things to do

and very little time
to do them in.

Hey, I'm here.

[INTERCOM BEEPS]

[BEEPING]

[GRUNTS]

Yes, Helen?

HELEN: Mr. Thornton,
Agent Paul Stams

from the DXS to see you.

Send him in.

DXS?

Yeah.
He's a high-level watchdog.

I've crossed paths
with him before.

The DXS called earlier today
and insisted that we see him.

Good to see you again, Thornton.

Paul Stams, MacGyver.
He's working with us.

- Hi.
- Hi.

So, what can I do for you?

You know damn well
what you can do.

And that starts
with keeping us informed.

When your organization takes
on the job of coordinating the return

of Samantha Lora
to her own country,

you keep us informed.

The DXS refused,
my board agreed to help,

so we have no obligation
to tell anybody anything.

I see.

I assume Lora's initial contact

with the Phoenix Foundation
was through you personally?

Well, now, what is that
supposed to mean?

Oh, come on, Peter,
it's nothing personal.

Your long association with the
Lora family, it's a matter of record.

Your help in her father's
rise to power

while you were an operative
in the field.

- And?
- And, of course,

your personal relationship at
the time with the lady herself.

Stop right there.

Now let me set this
record straight, all right?

I first met Samantha Lora
over 20 years ago,

when I'd first been divorced.

And she helped me over a very
rough period in my life.

And we became close.

Very good friends.

And I am eternally
grateful to her.

Now, do you have
any more questions

about why she might have
called me personally?

All right,
I'm sorry I was so blunt.

But just because U.S. policy
prevented us from official involvement,

doesn't mean a covert assist
was out of the question,

especially when
you start running

into death squad operations
at the local train station.

That was supposed to be a
simple drop-off and pickup. Routine.

Passing a videotape
that documents

the summary execution
of 200 political prisoners

is hardly routine.

Mr. Stams,

you sure seem to have
a lot of information

for not being involved.

The entire
intelligence community

knew that videotape was stolen,

last week from the
presidential palace in San Pablo.

Well, then,
maybe you've got some ideas

on how the death squad
found out about the drop.

I wish I did. I don't.

Look, we want to help.
We just can't be official.

God knows Samantha Lora
will provide

a more humane government
for her people

than that butcher
who's in power now.

Yes, she will.

And that's exactly why my board
agreed to take on her security.

And arrange for an
international media release

of that videotape.

And we have to have that tape

at Jerico Broadcasting
by 6:00 p.m. tonight.

But you don't have it.

Samantha's key aide,
a man named Nelson Richardson,

was supposed to pass
the tape to me.

But he took off
when the death squad showed up

and killed one of his couriers.

And you haven't heard
from Richardson?

No, he's disappeared.

And Samantha is the only one
who knows how to contact him.

When does she arrive?

Today.

We've arranged for a safe
house for her to stay in,

until we fly her back
to San Pablo this evening.

Good.

Well, it seems like you have
everything nailed down here,

but if you need any
help at all, call me. Please.

And, Pete,

about me bringing up
that personal thing, uh,

I meant no offense.

I've got your number.

I'll be in touch.

[SIGHING]

You okay?

I'm fine.

Your eyes are bothering you.

I'm fine.

Here we go.

She's part of the crew.

They slipped her off
a freighter further out.

Kind of wide open around here.

That's right.

Not exactly the kind of
place you'd expect to find

a targeted political fugitive, is it?

[EXCLAIMS]

Peter.

Oh, Samantha.

It is so wonderful
to see you again.

Peter, I, I am so very grateful.

Um, hi.

Oh.

This is my good friend,
MacGyver. I, uh...

I have brought him
into the operation.

- How are you?
- Good to meet you.

Well, let's get out of here.

Samantha, there is a problem.

The videotape delivery
got botched yesterday

when a death squad showed up.

Oh, no.

They killed
the San Pablo courier,

but Richardson is all right.
He got away with the tape.

Our people are being
slaughtered by those animals.

Everything my father
fought against

has returned to our country.

Maybe you can change all that
after the election.

If I can stay alive.

The world is bound to respond

to the atrocities
captured on that videotape.

We finally have proof
that can bring them down.

Look, everybody
at Phoenix is working

to get you back there.

Your plane is ready to leave
at 7:00 this evening.

And we have a 6:00 p.m.
deadline for delivery of that tape.

Now, can you help us get
in contact with Richardson?

Yes. All I need
is a push button phone.

That we can handle
at the safe house.

What's the number
I'm calling from?

555-6978.

[THUNDER RUMBLING]

It's a machine, coded to ring
his beeper with my number.

If all's clear, he'll call back.

No one ever really knows
Nelson's whereabouts.

He prefers it that way.

Won't be long.

Listen, take it easy.

How about something to drink?

Uh, apple juice, maybe?

Still my favorite.

[EXCLAIMS]

- Hey.
- Yeah?

What's goin' on with your eyes?

What do you mean?

Well, I've been watching you
bump into things.

You came out here
for apple juice and...

That's orange juice.

[CHUCKLES]

Hey.

What's goin' on?

It's my peripheral vision.

How bad is it?

Pretty bad.

It's the real reason
that I called you in

when things fell apart
at the railroad station.

[SIGHS]

MacGyver,

I have glaucoma.

Well, that's treatable,
isn't it?

Yeah.

But mine is complicated.

I have

advanced nerve damage.

Very advanced.

It's a little bit like

looking down a tunnel,

with very little light
at the end.

And I have a lot of
trouble with either too much

or too little light anywhere.

I let it go too long.

Why?

Oh!

Why?

Because I'm stubborn.

And you want to know why?

Denial.

I couldn't believe
that it was happening to me.

So what's the prognosis here?

Well, I'm being treated
and there is a surgery.

But I could lose my sight.

MacGyver, it's very
important to me

that you help us on this.

For her.

Samantha has enough
to worry about.

Okay?

Yeah, okay.

There.

There, see?

Yes, I understand completely.

Take good care
of yourself, my friend.

Bye.

- Everything all right?
- Yes, thank God.

But he's very nervous, didn't
want to talk on the phone much.

He asked that someone
meet him at the train station

in the balcony in half an hour.

And he said that they
should wear this dove pin

that he gave me last year.

- I'll take that.
- Oh.

Well, you should be able to
make the 6:00 release deadline.

Good luck.

Colonel, that cab driver from
the marina's on the move again.

He must be going
after the tapes.

Name is MacGyver.

First he's going to lead us to
Richardson and the videotape.

When we have it
in our possession,

you can finish both of them.

WOMAN [ON P.A.]:
Train number 19,

service from Chicago,
Cleveland, Pittsburgh, and Albany,

now arriving at track four.

Train number 21,

service to Santa Fe,
with stops in Needles,

Flagstaff and Albuquerque,

now ready for boarding
at track nine.

I'm Richardson.

MacGyver.

I'll take you to the videotape.

I was afraid of being
caught with it yesterday

after our courier was shot,

so I stashed it in a rail car
that's under maintenance.

It's this way.

Did you get hurt yesterday?

No. I picked this up
in San Pablo

after I decided to become
a serious journalist.

What, you were beaten?

Well, when Samantha's father,
Guillermo, was assassinated,

I wrote an editorial
that ruffled a few feathers,

so they crushed my foot so bad,
I didn't think I'd walk again.

After that,

telling the truth,
going to prison,

and getting every part of my
body beaten became routine.

Damn.

[GROANING]

Peter?

Peter.

Peter, what are you doing?

What does it
look like I'm doing?

I'm pretending to be a dog!

I brought you some tea.
I'll leave it in the living room.

Oh, no.

No.

Wait!

Wait. Samantha.

Please, wait.

Oh, Samantha.

I'm sorry, I...

I didn't mean to snap
at you like that. I...

You know that you're
the last person in the world

I would want to hurt, Sam.

Do you know that
it's been over 20 years

since anyone's called me Sam?

Just kind of slipped out.

Not very dignified for a
presidential candidate, huh?

Oh... I'm still not
used to hearing that.

"Presidential candidate."

- It's so strange.
- Well,

it's not that strange, really.

You do know that you
are the only person

who can follow
in your father's footsteps.

The people of your country

are very lucky to have you.

You always had a wonderful
way of making me feel better.

Particularly when you didn't
want to talk about yourself.

I know you're having
a problem with your eyes.

Why won't you tell me?

Hey, I'm a good listener,
remember?

Please, just bear with me
on this, will you?

I'm really having a tough
time coming to grips.

And I promised Samantha's father

I'd never let anything
happen to her.

When she was exiled,

I got involved
in a whole new ballgame.

You're a good friend.

Well, she's the only hope
her people have.

Oh, no.

It's gone.
The car's gone.

It was sitting right here
on this first track.

The maintenance men said
they'd be workin' on it for weeks.

All right, take it easy,

they could have just moved it
to someplace else in the yard.

We don't have much time.

Do you remember
what it looked like?

Uh, like the color?
Was there a number?

It was a passenger car,

number 974...

4, I think.

[MUTTERING]
974...

947...

Or is it 74?

Man, I don't believe this.

[TRAIN HORN BLOWING]

That's it.

The blue one.

9477.

That's the one.

Oh, thank God.

They put it
on a different track.

What?

You know those guys?

Cardosa and Ramos.

They're the ones that
killed the courier yesterday.

How's your throwing arm?

Uh, it's not much better
than my bad leg.

They've got to be
here somewhere.

We'll find them.

Stay here.

If I flush them out,
you know what to do.

What're you doin'?

I'm gonna use the steam pipe
like an old-fashioned muzzle loader.

Scatter a few stones,

create a diversion.

How did you think of that?

Uh, I don't know, it just
kind of makes sense.

Where exactly did
you hide that tape?

It's, uh, under the back seat.

Last compartment on the right.

Okay.

Give me 30 seconds,
then aim high,

and crank that valve.

Come here. It's hot.

[CLATTERING]

Colonel Cardosa.

Colonel Cardosa!

[GRUNTS]

- There's nothing here.
- I heard something.

Come on.

It's Richardson!

And he's got the tape!

[GUN FIRES]

[GUN FIRES]

- I got it.
- Great. Put it up.

No. No, don't bother him now.

Uh, I'll talk to him later.

MacGyver got the tape.
They're on time.

Oh.

- He'll be calling us any minute.
- Oh, that's wonderful.

It's gonna work,
it's gonna work.

So.

Oh.

Well, uh...
How about a fire?

I'm gonna build
a little fire here.

Don't, please.

Don't hide from me, Peter.

Don't you remember what
it was like between us?

We shared everything.

Yes, we did.

And everything was so

vibrant,

and alive.

That time we spent together,

that was the happiest
time of my life.

Mine, too.

You know,

I remember one day,

we spent a whole morning

just looking at a rainbow.

[LAUGHING]

Yeah.

Just looking.

Talk to me, Peter. Please.

Richardson wasn't
such a fool after all.

He enabled his friend to
deliver the tape just as planned.

- Let me go after this MacGyver.
- We're too late.

The damage is done.

But,

the news will not benefit
Samantha Lora

if she is not around
to be a candidate.

We kill her.

No, Ramos.

That would make a martyr of her.

We have to arrange an accident.

THORNTON: I think I can
handle the loss of sight.

But I don't know if I'm ready to...

not be able to do my job,

to be

who I am.

I know.

I know how important
that's always been to you.

Is there nothing they can do?

They're talking about a surgery.

Are you going to have it?

- I don't know.
- Why?

[SIGHS]

Because with every surgery,
there's a risk.

And I really don't know if I'm
ready to face the possibility of

total blindness.

You know,

when they first approached me
about running for the presidency,

I was paralyzed with fear.

I wanted to do it, but,

I didn't want to die from an
assassin's bullet like my father.

But then I realized

that I had no control
over that, so,

I committed to what I could do.

And I felt free.

Suddenly I was able
to go on with my life.

That's wonderful, Samantha.

That is really wonderful.

- And I'm not there yet.
- Oh...

REPORTER: It has long been
rumored that since the assassination

of President Guillermo Lora,

the people of the country
of San Pablo

have been subjected
to the harsh realities

of a ruthless
and repressive government.

These images would seem
to confirm those rumors.

Human beings slaughtered
by death squads.

This footage is devastating.

By the time Samantha Lora's
plane reaches San Pablo,

it'll be headlines
all over the world.

That's good.

These are not soldiers.

These are not rebels.

These are civilians.

Civilians who, not long ago, enjoyed
the freedoms of a democratic...

Excuse me. Pete Thornton called
to see if the tape arrived in on time.

- He didn't want to disturb you.
- Thanks.

- Can I use your phone?
- Sure.

...the lives of at least two
brave men, is more than news.

It is a plea
to all democratic people

and lovers of freedom
around the world to help.

[RINGING]

Hello?

We made the deadline
with the tape.

But the death squad showed up.

Richardson's dead.

- Oh, no.
- What?

They killed Richardson.

Oh, my God.
Not Nelson.

MacGyver, how?
How did they know?

Well, I'm not sure.

But I've got
a pretty good idea, Pete.

Hello?

What? What happened?

Pete?

Pete!

Both the phone and the power
just got disconnected.

They're not on the same circuit.

I don't like this.

[GRUNTING]

I can hardly see anything.

I'll open the shutters,
let in some light.

No, wait.

Don't go near a window.

Listen, in the kitchen,

maybe there's some
matches or a candle.

- Can you see well enough to get there?
- Yes, yes.

Take it easy.

[MUFFLED SCREAMING]

Who's there?

Samantha, talk to me!

[MUFFLED SCREAMING]

Samantha?

Oh!

Who is it?

I have a gun.
I'll use it.

Where are you?

Oh.

[MUFFLED SCREAMING]

Let her go.

Samantha!

Make it easy
on yourself, Miss Lora.

I know that voice.

I know that voice.

Well, Pete, why don't
you just sleep on it a while?

[GROANING]

Pete.

[GROANS]

What happened?

I couldn't protect her.

I couldn't do my job.

They just took her.

- I was useless.
- Don't, Pete.

If they hurt her,
I'll never forgive myself.

I said, stop it!

It wasn't your fault.

Now, who took her?

Stams.

He's running his own little DXS.

See, I knew it.
He had me followed.

But why'd he leave you alive?

CARDOSA:
For bait, Mr. MacGyver.

And you took it.

[GUN CLICKS]

Samantha, I'm sorry.
This is all my fault.

There was nothing you could do.

Yeah, you're right.

There was nothing I could do.

I'm sorry things worked
out this way, Peter.

But that's the nature
of our business, isn't it?

The plane will be here soon.
Let's move it.

Tie their hands and feet
with the canvas.

It'll burn without a trace.

This way Phoenix will take
the blame for being careless,

and causing a fire.

My father trusted you.

He was your friend.

He supported your rise
in the military.

Times change.

Now, I support my own rise.

[SNARLS]

You are way over
the line, Stams.

The DXS is gonna find you out.

You've been around, Peter.

Patriotism requires
hard decisions.

In this case, three lives
for the good of two countries.

I'm no threat to your nation.

My government would bring peace.

Your government
will bring chaos,

weakness, and instability,

just like your father's.

Your people
are too stupid for democracy.

For the first time we have order
in that region we can depend on.

Not DXS polite policy.

Careless.

I'm sorry.

But there are higher causes and
interests than our laws acknowledge.

All right, we got
to stand up, Pete.

Lean against me
for leverage. Ready?

Go.

We got to get to this
grinder. Easy, easy.

Lean, lean.

[GRINDER STARTS WHIRRING]

[GROANING]

[SCREAMS]

SAMANTHA:
MacGyver's hurt!

What do we do?
We've got to help him.

THORNTON:
MacGyver!

[SCREAMING]
Ah, my hands!

[EXCLAIMS]

The flash blinded me,
I can't see.

He's just a little
to your right, Pete.

MacGyver!

MacGyver!

MacGyver?

[GROANING]

Pete, don't! Don't touch me.

Don't touch me,
I can't close my hands.

- Is there anything I can do?
- No!

Nothing, there' s no time.

If those guys don't see
this place go up in flames,

they'll be back.

Let's get Samantha untied.
Take my arm. Come on, come on.

- She's right here.
- I got her, I got her.

[MACGYVER GROANS]

Something's wrong.
Come on.

Here they come.

Samantha,

jam that crowbar in this door.
Quick, come on.

That's not going
to hold them off forever.

They've locked it
with something.

Her plane arrives any minute.

No more elaborate accidents,
amigos.

We find a way in, and we
find it as fast as possible.

You gotta help me, Pete.
Grab my arm.

Right here.

- [GUN FIRING]
- Push!

Ah! God!

Come on.

- You all right?
- Yeah.

- Now what?
- Wait here.

- Are you all right?
- I'm fine.

Where is he?
Where'd he go?

He's looking out.

They're getting an I-beam.

That means they're
gonna ram the door.

Metal on metal.

Samantha, look around for
some cable cutters. Big ones.

- All right.
- Pete, come on.

Right there, right here.

What? What are we gonna do?

You're gonna drive
a GPU tug, Pete.

- I'm gonna drive?
- Yeah. Now, get in the seat.

What about Samantha?

We need cable cutters.
She's gotta find 'em.

Pete, I'll be your eyes.

You be my hands.

Okay, I'll try.

What do I do?

Just kick the junk
off of it, will you?

Come on, let's go.
We haven't got all day.

I am a colonel in the
army of my country,

Mr. Stams.

Not your beast of burden!

For God's sakes, Cardosa,
what's the matter with you people?

If you ever refer to me
as "you people" again,

I will shoot you, on the spot!

Relax, Cardosa.

You want help?
I'll help.

[ENGINE STARTING]

All right, good.

Now, down two on the shift.

That's it, that's it.

All right.

Now pull it forward
about three feet,

and crank the wheel hard left.

Nice and easy, go ahead.

Easy.

Slow.

Slow, slow down. Stop.

Stop!

I thought you said to turn left.

I told you to stop, Pete.
You gotta listen to me.

I did listen to you.
You gave me the wrong order.

- No, I didn't.
- Yes, you did.

All right, come on.
Let--Let's go back to square one.

What do you want me to do?

All right, put it in reverse.
Let's back up.

Go ahead.

Slow.

All right.

All right, that's good.
Stop. Stop.

Forward. Crank it a little left.

All right, on three.

One, two, three.

SAMANTHA:
Hurry!

Easy. Straighten it out.

Keep it steady.
Good, you're doing good.

Now start turning it
a little right.

Little bit.

Easy, a little more.

Straighten it out.

All right, Pete,
there's a wing coming up.

Get ready to duck.
Get ready.

All right, now, duck!

All right, good, we made that.

Turn right.
Turn right, turn right.

Easy. Slow.

Straighten it out.

And stop.

- Now what do we do?
- Put it in neutral.

There's a lever
just to the left.

Put your hand on it. There.

There's a button on top.
When I tell you,

press the button down,
pull the lever up.

But not until
I tell you. Okay?

Will this do?

That's perfect.
Follow me.

Cut this cable.

Right there.

All right, good.

Separate those two wires.

Now jam the red one
against the door.

Jam it against the strut.

[POUNDING CONTINUES]

Good. Come on.

All right, Pete.
Hit it.

Turn on the power switch.

Crank the volts up to 2,000.
Leave the amps where they are.

We're just gonna try
and stun 'em.

All right, Samantha,
turn on the cable switch.

Right.

One more should do it.

Now.

[ELECTRICITY BUZZING]

[ALL GROANING]

All right, shut it down.

[GRUNTS]

Stay down.

I don't want to shoot anyone,
but I will.

Did we do it?

Yeah, Pete.
We did it.

Thank you, MacGyver.

I'll never forget
what you've done.

Thank you, Peter.

I'll pray for you.

Good luck to you.

I am gonna have the surgery.

I'll make you a deal.

I will survive my presidency,

you will triumph
in your operation,

and come to see me.

It's a deal.

[SAMANTHA SPEAKING SPANISH]

So what'd they say?

I'm gonna heal.

Okay to ride with you?

I'd like that.

So,

wanna go bowling?

[THEME SONG PLAYING]

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

Oh, poor pickings.

That early frost just killed
what was left of the blueberries.

I told you, we should've
been out here pickin' every day.

Oh, there's some left here.

A little weathered,
but they'll do for preserves.

Dad gum! Poachers!

Oh!

If I have to live
another 50 years,

I'll see those heartless
wolf-killers out of these woods.

[SIGHING]

Spring it!

I'd like to snap it
around their necks

so they'd know
what it feels like.

What's the matter with people?

Don't they know the
pain and suffering

they cause those poor animals?

[EXCLAIMING]

[SCREAMING]

[GROANING]

- Did you hear that?
- What?

Did you hear that scream?

You know I don't hear well.

Oh, come on, come on, let's see.

[GROANING]

Lord in heaven!

You poor man.
You stepped into a bear trap.

D-Don't you worry.
My sister's a nurse.

I'm Hope. She's Faith.

We're the Lacey sisters. We run a
bed-and-breakfast just over yonder...

Oh, Hope, shush up
and give me a hand.

[MACGYVER GROANING]

[GRUNTING]

I don't think
we're strong enough.

[HOPE GROANS]

Wait, wait, wait, wait.

Ladies, both of you
push on this side.

I'll push on this...

[GROANS]

Oh, crud!

Oh, I don't like
the looks of this at all.

We'll just have to take him home
with the trap on.

How?

Silly, in the wagon.

Here, now,

our house is near here.

We have tools there.

Now, don't you worry.

We'll have your foot
out of that trap in a jiffy.

Won't we, Faith?

Well, you're gonna have
to help us, Mister...

MacGyver.

Wait, wait, wait.

[MUMBLING]

Don't worry.
All right now, push.

- Push.
- I am pushing.

Push.

- Push.
- What does it look like I'm doing?

Push.

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

Oh, Leo, you're just in time!

HOPE:
Come and help us.

This man is badly hurt.
Hurry!

He's one of our regulars.
Such a nice man.

Never calls, just drops by.

Mr. MacGyver,
this is Leo Burns,

a frequent guest
at the Lacey house.

What happened?

I stepped in a...

He stepped on one
of those vicious traps.

We'll do the talking,
Mr. MacGyver.

I-If you don't mind, Leo...

Oh, sure.

Hope, will you go
and get the fireplace tools?

[CHAINS RATTLING]

[GROANING]

What were you doin'
out in the woods?

Uh, working.

E-Endangered Species Program,
gray wolf.

Well, bless your heart!

A fellow animal lover.

HOPE: You know, these traps
are only part of the problem.

Disease, hunting,
loss of habitat.

[FAITH GRUNTING]

HOPE: It's no wonder
the gray wolf is endangered.

For heavens sake, Leo, push!

[GRUNTING]

There!

Doesn't that feel better?

HOPE: Now, let's get him in the house
so I can dress that wound.

Needless to say, you're welcome
to stay just as long as you like.

HOPE: We'll put him
in the yellow daisy room.

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

FAITH:
Well, look who's awake!

And here we are,
made fresh this morning.

Mmm. What time is it?

Now, never you mind.

It's more important that you
get something in your tummy.

FAITH:
You've got to eat.

Now, Mr. MacGyver,
no ifs, ands, or buts.

HOPE: You wanna get better,
don't you?

FAITH: Shame on you.
You didn't eat a thing.

Uh, did you call a doctor?

I talked to him by phone.

He had an emergency
appendectomy.

Marge Hofstedder
up on Gilpin Road.

Dr. Feiffer said if you can move
your foot, it's probably not broken.

The important thing is
that you stay off your feet.

If you want an X-ray, there's a
hospital about 70 miles away.

Uh, no. No.

Maybe if I could get somebody
to drive me back to my motel.

What did he say?

Motel?
[CHUCKLES]

Hope and I wouldn't
think of it, would we, Hope?

No. If Mr. MacGyver
is going to stay anywhere,

he's going to stay
right here at no charge.

Absolutely!

Consider it done.

Really, I appreciate all this...

Now, Mr. MacGyver, we'll pick up
your things on the way to the market.

That way, Dr. Feiffer
can stop by in the morning.

Now give me your
motel key, Mr. MacGyver.

Quickly.

We have pies in the oven.

Blueberry.
Our specialty.

Oh, I almost forgot!

Look here.

[GROANING]

We found this in the attic.

It belonged
to great-grandpa Lacey.

I think.

Well, who else
would it belong to?

He was a doctor, and an
abolitionist during the Civil War.

I was going to say that.

He was one of the first
to help runaway slaves.

Hope, stop deviling
Mr. MacGyver.

We'll have a whole week
to get to know each other.

A week?

That's what Dr. Feiffer said.

If you stay off that foot.

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

Hey!

Didn't I tell you no
eating in the car? Didn't I?

There he is!
Let's get him.

Hold it. Look.

Mr. Burns, what are
you doing out here?

We have a nice fire
going in the sitting room.

Oh, well.
Thanks for remembering our rules.

Faith and I have to run
some errands in town.

Would you mind looking in on
Mr. MacGyver while we're gone?

LEO:
Sure. Be happy to.

You find out
anything more about him?

I mean, who he works for?

All we know is,
he cares about the wolves.

Just like you, Mr. Burns.

I don't understand you, Leo.

You keep saying
how you like the air up here.

Why do you spoil it
with those cancer sticks?

Just a nasty habit, I guess.

Hope, are you coming?

Uh, Hope,

uh, this is for you and Faith.

- A letter.
- Yes, but I...

I don't want you
to open it unless...

Uh, unless somethin'
happens to me.

Promise me, okay?

Well--Well, yes.
Yes, Mr. Burns.

If you insist.

Hope!

Okay, now. Let's do it.

[TIRES SCREECHING]

Hi, Leo.
Having a nice vacation?

Yeah. Yeah, Gorman.
Real nice.

Abe, Bobby, w-what
are you guys doin' here?

Orders.

We came to get the money.

Oh, I--I-- I'm not doing
any pickups or deliveries.

I-- I'm on a little vacation.

Let's cut through
the chit-chat, Leo.

School's out.

Since I took over the books, the boss
knows you've been skimming money.

For years.

Over a million bucks worth.

You're a rich man, Leo.

No, it wasn't me.
I swear!

Right.
And ducks can ice-skate.

Abe.

Now one more time, Leo.

Where'd you hide the cash?

[GROANING]

[SCREAMS]

[PANTING]

I'm a dead man anyway.

Let me handle him.

Come on, Leo.

[GROANING]

[LAUGHING]

Please, you know
I got a heart problem.

You got more
than a heart problem.

You feel like talkin'?

[GROANING]
My chest...

[BOBBY LAUGHING]

Having fun, Leo?

[GROANING]

Let him loose.

You lunatic!
You killed him!

How was I supposed to know
his ticker was gonna stop?

What's the sweat?
The bum had a heart attack.

When they find him,
nobody's gonna be the wiser.

The money, Abe.

If I don't get that money back,
I'll be a dead man.

Car key. Okay.

Bobby, go check out his room.

Abe and I'll go through his car.

[DOOR OPENING]

[DOOR CLOSING]

[FOOTSTEPS]

Faith?

Hello? Hope?

[COUGHS]

[GRUNTING]

[CUTLERY CLATTERING]

Hello?

[GROANING]

God.

Perfect.

[GASPING]
Oh, no!

[EXCLAIMING]
The man's a walking accident!

What are you doing downstairs?

Did you see Leo?

Y-Yes. He--He
just checked out.

Checked out?

He had some, uh,

some personal business
to attend to.

But I saw him laying
under the hammock.

Face down.

[GASPING]
You poor man.

Faith, look, the crutch broke.

Well, he shouldn't
have been out of bed.

[GROANING]

Oh, you hurt your
ankle again, didn't you?

Yes.

No wonder, the poor man
is hallucinating.

- Oh, let's get you into the parlor.
- What you need...

What you need
is a good hot cup of tea.

[GROANING]

Oh!

[WHIMPERING]

Now, you sit there and rest.

[GROANING]

[CLOCK TICKING]

[COUGHS]

[GROANS]

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

[GASPING] Mr. MacGyver,
you're awake!

[STUTTERING]
What are you doing here?

What am I doing here?

What's Leo doing here?

I didn't-- I didn't lie to you.

Leo did check out.

Permanently.

HOPE:
It was his last wish

that he would never
leave this place.

We thought the barn was perfect.

I-It's all in his will.

He gave it to me before he died.

Trust us, MacGyver,
Leo loved Lacey House.

We were his only family.

Wait a minute!

You can't just bury somebody.

There are laws!

You gotta have
a death certificate,

a burial permit,
all kinds of stuff.

Oh, poop!
Lighten up, MacGyver.

What difference does it make?

I promised Leo.
It was his last wish.

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

[SIGHING]

It's been an hour since those
old broads brought Leo to the barn.

I don't get it.

Hey! The paint job.

You'd think
they'd call a doctor,

or a coroner, a cop.

Somebody.

Those two old biddies
are up to somethin'.

Come on, get in.

FAITH: Leo was dead when we
found him under the hammock.

It was his heart.

From all the smoking,
most likely.

Blue lips, blue fingernails.

Lord knows, I know the symptoms.

Yeah, what about that cut?

Could be he was hit
with something.

And those marks.

Well, that's from lying
in the hammock.

Lying in a hammock does
not press into your skin like that.

Well, who would want to hurt
a nice man like Mr. Burns?

What about the will?
Maybe that'll tell us something.

That's it?

Where's the rest of it?

That's all he gave us.

Uh, enough about Leo.

Uh, I think it's high time you get
yourself into bed, Mr. MacGyver.

After we call the police.

[MACGYVER CLEARS THROAT]

Very well.

I'll call.

On second thought,

maybe a nice pine box
would be better.

[GASPING]

Where you goin', grandma?
The party's just starting.

[LAUGHING]

[GASPING]

I hope you don't mind
if we pay our respects.

How dare you!

And you let go of my sister!

Whoa! Just...
Let's settle down here.

- What's the problem?
- No problem.

Give us the money
and we'll be gone.

What money?

Leo's money.

Of all the nerve.

The poor man isn't even cold,

and you come storming in
here looking for his wallet.

If it's all that important,
it's on his dresser.

I'm talkin' a million, lady.

Cash.

A million dollars?

Where would Leo
get that kind of money?

[CHUCKLING]
Leo?

Sounds like you and Leo
were real chummy.

Oh, yes. He's been
coming here for years.

Then, how come you're
buryin' him under your barn?

Sounds pretty suspicious to me.

Come on, come on,
what are you people up to, huh?

Uh, we people don't know
what you're talking about.

I'll jog her memory.

Just wait! Hold it.

Wait a second.

Mr. Gimp has something
to get off his chest.

Maybe he wants
to stand in for grandma.

Don't you dare.

Mr. MacGyver
is an innocent bystander.

Oh? Meaning you two
ain't so innocent?

Work her over.

Ah! Just...
Whoa, whoa, whoa.

I think I know
where the money is.

This morning I saw Leo

going out to the tool shed
with a suitcase.

That's better.

Abe, Bobby, tie them up.

And you two better pray that the
gimp knows where the money is.

Come on, ladies.
Over here. Move it.

[GROANING]

BOBBY:
Hold still, you old bag.

[GRUNTING]

[EXCLAIMING]
You big goon!

Wait till I get my hands on you.

[EXCLAIMING]
Shame on you.

What would your mother say?

- [CHUCKLING]
- What mother?

He's the kind of thing
you find under a rock.

Hope, Faith, settle down.

[EXCLAIMING]

Good thinking, because
if those two don't shut up,

I'm gonna put 'em
in the hole with Leo.

Come on, guys. Let's go.

Sure wish I knew
what was going on here.

We're being terrorized by a
bunch of hoods, that's what.

You sure there's not
something you want to tell me?

About Leo?

His will?

Why it's torn in half?

All right.

[GROANING]

Mr. MacGyver,
what are you doing?

I'm gonna try and get us
out of here, ladies.

[MACGYVER GRUNTING]

[EXCLAIMING]

Oh! Isn't he ingenious?

You said your great-grandfather
helped runaway slaves?

Is that right?

Oh, yes.
Long before the Civil War.

Why?

Well,

a trapdoor leading to a
hidden room under a barn?

It's kind of a strange place for
a storeroom, wouldn't you say?

What does that have
to do with slaves?

Faith, don't you remember
your lessons?

Abolitionists,
like Great-Grandpa Jonathan,

hid them in cellars just like
this as they moved north.

And most cellars
had a secret tunnel

so they'd have an escape route,
in case the authorities came.

Faith, he's right.

Great-Grandpa Jonathan
used to talk about a tunnel,

from the house to the barn.

Where he was going to put us
if we didn't eat our oatmeal.

Hope, that was a fairy tale.

Well, maybe not.

Oh, Faith!

Untie your sister.
I'm gonna look around.

How?
You can't even walk.

[GROANING]

What can we do to help?

Uh...

Grab that saw

and cut through the two
support beams on the stairs.

But not all the way through.

Oh, I get it.

Come on, Hope, come on.

HOPE:
Oh, now I get it.

We're setting up a trap.

FAITH: Well, of course
we're setting a trap.

[SAWING]

HOPE:
Oh, dad gum it!

FAITH:
Now what?

I broke a nail.

For goodness sakes, Hope,
who cares?

I do.

I'll glue it back later.
Just keep sawing.

What did you say?

I said, keep sawing.

Okay.

And you don't have
to shout at me.

Yes, you are definitely getting
a hearing aid for Christmas.

- What did you say?
- Never mind.

You're pulling too hard.

That's because you're yanking.

- I am not!
- Are, too.

[SAWING]

That creep!
He was pulling our chain!

There's something in here.

[ALL LAUGHING]

They double-crossed us!

For the last time.

[SAWING]

FAITH: Wait till that nosy
Clara Brinkley hears about this.

She'll be so jealous.

I found it.

Oh.

- This cupboard.
- What about it?

Well, it's not a cupboard.

Look, it's about an inch
or two off the ground.

Oh!

It's attached to the wall.

Give it a pull,
see if you can pull it out.

[CREAKING]

Put some muscle into it.

[HOPE GRUNTING]

Oh!

All right!

Oh!

You are ingenious.

Grab one of those lanterns.

They're coming.

[WHISPERING]
Faith, come on.

[GROANING]
Oh, my leg!

- Are you okay?
- Yeah, yeah.

Where'd they go?

Over here.

Footprints.

What'll we do
when we get out of here?

We'll call the police
and then get to your car.

Okay, slow down.

Stop. Stop, stop, the leg!

[EXHALES]

- What now?
- They didn't just disappear.

There's gotta be a tunnel.

Pull!

Come on, pull!

[ALL GRUNTING]

Go!

What if there's something
heavy on top of it?

Bite your tongue.

[CREAKING]

Oh!

- [GROANING]
- Jesus!

[LAUGHING] Oh, my
goodness, the kitchen!

We... All these years, and
we never knew it was here!

[GASPING]

Stop! Or you're all...

[SCREAMING]

Jeez!

I'll kill 'em!
I'll kill 'em!

Back the other way.

It's dead.

They must have cut the wires.

Where are the keys to your car?

In my coat.

Back in the barn, over Leo.

I'll kill 'em.

[COUGHING]
I'll kill 'em.

Hurry up.

Hurry up!

Honestly, Faith, I don't know
how many times I've told her,

get one of those little
magnetic key boxes,

but no!

It's all right, ladies,
we won't need a key.

Forget the car. Too late.

We'll have to stand them off.

You mean we're trapped?

Well, in the military

they call it taking
a defensive position.

Oh, I like that much better.

[SIGHING]

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

GORMAN:
Bobby, no!

Not until we find out where
they've hidden the money.

You are something else,
Mr. MacGyver.

[BANGING ON DOOR]

Oh, I wish I were
three years younger.

HOPE:
Oh, Faith!

[GROANING]

What?

My back.

Forget it.
I got a better idea.

[GROANING]
Come on. God!

- You okay, boss?
- Yeah.

They can't be
everywhere at once.

- Okay, yeah, all right!
- Looks like they're giving up.

Yeah, well, I doubt that.

What next?

It's a big house. We have
to be ready for anything.

All right. I'm gonna
need your help here.

Yeah, piece of cake.

Got it.

[GROANING]

Listen to me.
I know you're in there.

You got somethin'
that belongs to us.

We're not leavin'
until we get it.

If you cooperate, I promise you,

nobody gets hurt.

Forget it, sucker.

You mugs will have to
come in and get us!

Isn't this exciting?

Oh, yeah.

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

[GLASS SHATTERING]

Keep workin'.

All right.

[GROANING]

My eyes! My eyes!

[GROANING]

Well?

Well, one of them
has got a headache.

[WINDOW SLIDING]

The sewing room!

I forgot to lock the window.

You didn't!

All right, ladies, tuck in there.
Go ahead.

Okay, grab an end.

[FLOORBOARD CREAKING]

[WHISPERING]
Now, on my signal, pull.

Now!

Hold it, wait a minute!

He's out.

Too bad.

[GROANING]

I don't believe this!
What happened?

I--I don't know. Somebody
hit me in the face with a mop.

- I couldn't get in.
- Couldn't get in?

It's just two old ladies
and a gimp.

- Bobby got in, right?
- How do I know?

I can't see a thing!

That's it! That's it!
Get in the car.

[GROANING]

Gorman, what are you gonna do?

I said get in the car!
I'll get in that house!

Did you hear that?

Oh, my goodness,
he's pointing his car at us.

What are we going to do?
We've run out of tricks.

[CAR ENGINE REVVING]

Maybe not. Do you
have a vacuum cleaner?

FAITH:
Yes.

Can you bring it to me, please?

I sure will.

Thank you.

Brace yourself.

Plug that in.

They're coming right at us!

[GASPING]

[VACUUM CLEANER WHIRRING]

You're dead!

[GROANING]

FAITH:
We did it, we did it!

Go on, punk.

Make my decade.

We hope you're not mad at us.

No,

but I would like to know why
you didn't tell me about the money.

Well, we thought you were
such a goody two-shoes

that maybe you'd make us
give Leo's money back.

But it wasn't Leo's money.
He was skimming.

From the mob. Exactly.

So, they're not
about to claim it.

We know the rules,
Mr. MacGyver.

If nobody makes a claim,

the police have to give the
money back to the finders.

Besides, it wasn't for us.

With you as our consultant,

we're gonna use Leo's money
to save the gray wolf.

We do so hope your
Phoenix Foundation can help us.

Well, I can't promise anything,

but I'll do my best to enlighten the
people who use these darn things.

I have a terrific idea.

Why don't you just slam
a door on their leg?

That ought to get
their attention.

[THEME SONG PLAYING]

WOMAN:
Right on time, Murdoc.

We've been expecting you.

Kindly remove your weapons.

Now, proceed
through the entryway.

[BEEPING]

All your weapons.

Satisfied?

WOMAN: As chairperson
of the board of directors

of Homicide International Trust,

I now call this
meeting to order.

Welcome back, Murdoc.

Your talents have been missed.

Really?

The last time we were together,

you tried to kill me.

Things were different then.

You tried to retire.

We couldn't risk the possibility

that you might
compromise HIT's operation.

Well, as you say, that was then.

Yes. And now you want to
rejoin our organization.

Well, unfortunately, Murdoc,

there's a problem.

You're well aware
our organization

cannot tolerate
failure of any kind.

My record is spotless.

Not quite.

Name one contract
that I've failed to execute.

MacGyver.

Yes.

Well, MacGyver helped me
rescue my sister from you.

He saved her life and mine.

I owe him a debt

of honor.

There's no room for honor
in our business.

MacGyver has been a detriment

to our international
operations for years.

Well, you have a point.

All right.

You want MacGyver's head,

you can have it.

You've said that before.

Perhaps MacGyver's
too formidable,

even for you.

MacGyver is terribly clever.
But then,

so am I.

You see, I do have one very
definite advantage over him.

He fights fair.

I cheat.

[LAUGHING]

Murdoc.

Do you like it?

You know, this place always
lacked a sort of a formal touch.

What's the matter, MacGyver?
You don't look happy to see me.

Yeah, go figure.

What do you want?

Well, I simply wanted to
thank you for coming to my aid

when you rescued my sister
Ashton from HIT.

You didn't give me much
of a choice on that, did you?

Details, MacGyver.

Why don't you sit down?
Don't look so grim.

Try the food, it's vegetarian.

Uh, this is a little more
than a simple thank you.

Go easy on me, MacGyver,
all right?

I've recently suffered a
personal tragedy. It's my...

My dear sister Ashton.
She was, uh,

killed while skiing
in Switzerland.

Was it HIT?

No. No, no,
it was an avalanche.

Poor Ashton.

She was the last of my family.

I'm sorry.

Yes, well, the death
of a loved one forces you

to evaluate your life,
make a fresh start.

Get back to business.

[GRUNTING]

Is this how you keep
your promises, Murdoc?

You didn't really think that
I would retire, did you, MacGyver?

[HUMMING]

I mean, do you
see me playing golf?

Can you see me fishing?

The world's problems
being what they are,

my talents are in greater
demand than ever before.

Also, you know,
I must confess, I...

I need the money.

That's why I asked HIT to
let me come out of retirement.

They tried to kill you.

Well, business is business.

Forgive and forget,
that's what I always say.

Besides, HIT asked me to erase

the only blemish on my
otherwise spotless record,

and, of course,
that blemish is you.

[MURDOC LAUGHING]

Now this

is a unique mixture of cyanide.

It's actually my own formula.

Kills

instantly.

Better death through chemistry,
that's what I always say.

All right, MacGyver,

why don't you

find a clever way out of this?

[GRUNTS]

The death of MacGyver.

Scene one.

Action!

So, MacGyver, why don't
you tell us how you really feel

knowing that
you're about to die.

Well, would you like
to share that with us?

Come on, MacGyver, speak up.

What are you,
camera shy, MacGyver?

[CLICKS]

[GRUNTING]

Admit it!
I've won, haven't I?

All right!

You've got me! You satisfied?

MURDOC:
Yes, I think I may be.

[CLICK]

You know,

you--you don't know how long

I've waited for you to say this.

[CUFFS CLICKING]

Murdoc! Still playing
your sick games!

No games.

Strictly business.

You saved my life,

I arranged this
to pay off the debt.

- We're even.
- Even?

Now I can hunt you with a clear
conscience, MacGyver, but be warned.

You're a target,

and I don't intend to miss.

[EXHALES]

- [GUN FIRES]
- [GLASS SHATTERING]

MURDOC:
Keep your head down, MacGyver!

[INTERCOM BEEPS]

HELEN: Mr. Thornton?
MacGyver's on line two.

Mr. Thornton?

[SIGHS]

Mr. Thornton?

[BEEP]

Tell him I'll call him back.

He says it's about Murdoc.

Murdoc? Put him through.

MacGyver? Don't tell me
that maniac is back.

And I'm his target.
I'm gonna lay low for a while.

MacGyver, did I have
a bad connection?

Did I hear you just say that you
were going to run from Murdoc?

Pete, I just got to get out
of here for a while, okay?

I don't want anyone
gettin' hurt in the crossfire.

Now wait a minute,
are you talking about me?

Because I can
take care of myself.

Pete, are your eyes any better?

[SIGHING]
No.

MacGYVER: You still need
your operation, don't you?

You know I do.

I rest my case.

Now, you know Murdoc
will use anyone to get to me.

All right, listen.

The Phoenix Foundation
has a safe house

up on Overlook Mountain.
Go there for a while.

THORNTON: And take
a pool car, not your own.

And, MacGyver,
stay in touch, okay?

MacGYVER:
No promises.

MacGyver, come on!

Thanks, Pete.

[PHONE DISCONNECTING]

Yes.

Thanks, Pete.

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

[GLASS SHATTERING]

So long, MacGyver.

Rest in pieces.

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

[GRUNTS]

[PANTING]

[BELL TOLLING]

AMY:
Mom! Mom!

Wait. I won't hurt you.

I'll hurt you, mister,
if you lay one hand on her.

Please, I need help.

Who are you?

I...

I don't know.

I...

I can't remember.

I'm warning you, stay back!

I just need to rest.

Did Dad send him?

I don't know.

He's really hurt bad.

We'll put him in
one of the guest cabins.

[GASPS]

[GROANING]

[PANTING]

Welcome back.

How long have I been out?

Not long.

Still can't remember
who you are?

No.

I checked your pockets.

You don't have a wallet,

no driver's license,
no ID, nothing.

I must have lost it in a...

The accident.

Accident?

Yeah, I was, uh...

I was driving, uh...

And there was a crash.

[TIRES SQUEALING]

Explosion...

I just get flashes.

There was an explosion.

[BREATHING HEAVILY]

It's all kind of jumbled.

SUZANNE:
If there was an accident,

someone else may be hurt.

I should call
the highway patrol.

I should also call Doc Colby,
get him to come out from town.

I'm afraid amnesia's a bit
beyond my first aid skills.

Lucky you were here.

I was afraid
this place was deserted.

Well, not much goes on
during the dead season.

- Is this your place?
- No.

The owner hired me to
look after it over the winter.

I'm glad he did.

Uh, Mrs...

Walker. Suzanne.

This is my daughter, Amy.

- MacGYVER: Hi, Amy.
- Hi.

I'm sorry I scared you earlier.

That's okay.
I hope you feel better soon.

Come on, Amy, let's go.
The man's got to rest.

I'll look in on you later.

[LOCK RATTLING]

I like him, Mom. I don't
think he works for Daddy.

Can't afford
to take any chances.

[DOOR OPENING]

AMY: Why can't I
just talk to him?

SUZANNE: I want you
to stay away from him.

Maybe I can help him
get his memory back.

I said no, Amy.
That's final.

[SIGHS]
It's not fair.

We haven't seen another
person since we got here.

Sweetheart,
I know it's not easy.

Someday we won't have
to live like this, I promise.

But until then, we have
to be very, very careful.

- Okay?
- Okay.

Oh, I love you so much.

I'll never let anyone
take you away, never.

I love you too, Mom.

I'm gonna make the phone calls.
You go out and cover the canoes.

- Okay.
- Okay?

[FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING]

[LABORED BREATHING]

[MOANS]

[EXCLAIMING]

[GRUNTS]

Did you have a bad dream?

Uh, somethin' like that.

Does your mother know
you're here?

Uh-uh. She doesn't like
me talkin' to strangers.

That's usually
pretty good advice.

Did my dad send you?

Your dad?

'Cause if you came to take
me away, you can forget it.

I don't want to live with him.
I want to stay with my mom.

So tell my dad
to just leave us alone.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Just take it easy.

I don't know
what you're talking about.

Your dad tried to take you
away from your mom?

Ever since they got divorced.

Oh.

That's why she wasn't
so happy to see me.

You won't tell on us, will you?

No. No.

Oh, my God. Amy!

[SCREAMING]
Let me go!

Now stop. I won't hurt you.
Please listen.

This is a matter
of life and death.

Who are you?

My name is MacGyver.

I work with
the Phoenix Foundation.

We're a private organization.

We work with the government
and the police.

- The police? Something wrong?
- I'm afraid so.

I'm on the trail of a man.
His name is Murdoc.

He has blonde hair, dark eyes,
he's around 6'1".

What has he done?

He's a professional killer.

Now, I nearly had him on
the road a few miles back,

but he ambushed me.
Have you seen anyone?

My daughter, Amy.

She found a man that
matches that description.

Well, where is he?

He's in there.

And I think she's with him.

Well, if she's in that cabin
with Murdoc,

your daughter
is in terrible danger.

Now easy!

This is no time
to lose your head.

If he hurts Amy...

She'll be fine, as long as he doesn't
suspect that he's been found out.

He says he has amnesia.
He doesn't know who he is.

Murdoc is full of tricks.
Now believe me,

the safest thing that you
can do is call the police.

I tried.
The wires have been cut.

When we got divorced, the judge
said I could live with my mom.

But my dad
just wouldn't give up.

He moved to another state,
where the laws were different,

and spent a whole bunch
of money on lawyers.

And he won, huh?

One day I was coming
home from school.

The next thing I know,

two men jump out of a car
and start chasing me.

They would have caught me, too,

if a policeman
hadn't stopped them.

They said Dad had hired them.

And that's when you and your
Mom started hidin' out here?

[SIGHING]
You know, Amy,

for all I know,
your dad could have sent me.

Oh, no way.

The guys he sends are flashy.

You know, suits, haircuts.
Not like you.

Thanks. I think.

Definitely Murdoc's handiwork.

I could fix it if I only
had some duct tape.

Now I know this is very dangerous.
Just the two of us.

So will you help me?

- What do you want me to do?
- Good.

I want you
to go up to that cabin,

and get your daughter
away from Murdoc.

I think you should
leave that with me.

See, remember, if Murdoc
suspects you in any way,

he won't hesitate in killing
you and your daughter.

Thank you.

Good. Just stay calm.

Everything's going to be fine.
I'll be close by.

Go ahead.

Don't tell my mom I was here.

MacGYVER:
Amy?

I called the doctor.
He's on his way.

Are you feeling any better?

A little.

Still no luck with
my memory, though.

Well, I'm sure it'll come back.

I was looking for Amy.

Have you seen her?

I've been sworn to secrecy.

[SIGHING]

I'm sorry if she bothered you.

She's stubborn.

Oh, I just think she's lonely.

She told me
about your situation.

It's okay, I won't tell anybody.

Thank you.

I'll let you know
when the doctor gets here.

Do you really think
playing hide and seek

with your ex-husband's
the best for Amy?

Or you?

This is no game, mister.

And it's also
none of your business.

MURDOC: No games.
Strictly business.

[MURDOC LAUGHING]

[DOOR SLAMMING]

[LOCK RATTLING]

- I'm gonna get my mother.
- Amy? Amy!

Oh, are you all right?

You see, Amy, I told you
your mother'd be right back.

Thank God he didn't hurt you.

It's lucky that
she got away from Murdoc.

Who's Murdoc?

That's the man's name,
sweetheart.

He's a criminal.

No, he's not. He just
can't remember who he is.

No, no, sweetie,
he just said that to fool us.

MacGyver's here to arrest him.

That's right.

I'm one of the good guys, see?

Now we've been after
this criminal for years.

We're gonna get to put
him away, thanks to you.

There may even be a reward.

Mom, it's a mistake.

- He wouldn't hurt anyone!
- Shh.

I think it's time that you took the
child into town and got the police.

I'll make sure that Murdoc
stays put, all right?

I'll call from the general store.
It's just a few miles away.

The police will
get here quicker.

Good thinking.
However,

I think you should leave
the keys to the cabin with me.

You'll be all alone.
What if he tries something?

Don't worry.
I know how to handle Murdoc.

Thanks.

[GRAVEL CRUNCHING]

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

[CAR ENGINE STARTING]

Amy, get in the car.

The man with the gun.
I don't trust him.

He smiles too much.

Amy, you don't know
what you're talking about.

MacGyver's our friend.

No! We can't leave him
alone with that man.

He'll do something awful,
I know it!

Amy, get in the car.

Amy, get over here!

MacGyver? MacGyver?

Are you the doctor?

That's right.
I'm here to take care of you.

[DOOR CLOSING]

I know you, don't I?

Well, I should think so,
after all this time.

But then your memory's
not what it used to be.

The gunshot...

[CAMERA CLICKING]

...will activate the shutter.

And that will freeze the
exact moment of your death.

And of course, this work
of art will convince HIT

that I'm not over the hill.

Why are you doing this?

Who are you?

Come on,
at least tell me who I am.

MURDOC: You know, I'd love to
stand around and chat about old times,

but I don't want to be here
when the police arrive.

Do you know what I mean?

So, why don't you
say your prayers now?

That is, of course,
if you can remember any.

- [CAMERA CLICKING]
- No! No! No!

Amy, get away from the door!

[GRUNTING]

[GUN FIRING]

Drop the gun!

You don't understand.

Do what I said.

Murdoc has your daughter.

We have to try and
get her away from him.

He wasn't doing the shooting.

Ms. Walker,
please be reasonable.

Stay back!

[CLICKING]

[GASPS]

[LAUGHS]

It's not safe to leave a loaded
gun lying around, now, is it?

- Mommy!
- No, no.

Now fair's fair!

You keep the little girl,

but I will require the services
of the lady a little longer.

MURDOC: Now, you know
the abandoned mine nearby,

that's where
we'll finish our business,

but don't keep me waiting.

Or the little girl

will be an orphan.

[LAUGHING]

Hey, whoa, whoa!
Where are you goin'?

We have to do something
or he'll kill Mom.

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

Where does she keep
the shells for this?

In the lodge.

[PANTING]

Come on!

[CLATTERING]

This is perfect.

It was all lies, wasn't it?

Everything you said.

No. No, the facts were true,
I just switched identities.

You? You're Murdoc?

At your service, my darling.

Let me go with you.

No.

No, um, you ride to the
nearest phone and call the police.

I'll be all right.

So will your mom. Go on.

You can look,

but you better not touch.

Now if you cut those wires,
or put tension on them,

those explosives
will turn you to rubble.

Oh, please go ahead.
Shoot me.

Come on, do it!

You can't do it, can you?

It's not in your blood, is it?

Well, you do have

other urgent business at hand.

[CLICK]

[MECHANICAL HUMMING]

Now if you don't
go past those wires,

this young lady...

[SUZANNE GRUNTING]

...will drop out, permanently

to the bottom of the mine shaft.

Plus, there is a time limit.

MURDOC: You see,
this fuse is attached

to plastique explosives,

and they're strapped to the
cable above the elevator car.

When it goes...

[LAUGHING]
...so does she.

[FUSE CRACKLING]

How do you expect me
to get through this?

Well, that's your problem,
isn't it?

Why are you doing this?

Call it my own amalgamation
of Beat the Clock and Jeopardy.

I mean, after all this time,

what, am I going to kill some
empty-headed amnesiac?

It's not really
very satisfying, is it?

Look, whatever you got
against me,

she's not involved.
Let her go.

Well, you said yourself,

sometimes innocent people
get caught in the crossfire.

Don't they?

Well, good luck.

[GRUNTING]

[GRUNTING]

[LOUD POPPING]

[LAUGHING]

Ah!

[GRUNTING]

MacGyver!

MacGyver.

Bravo, MacGyver.

Well, it seems like
my little obstacle

has brought you back
to your old self again.

You got what you wanted,
Murdoc, now let her go.

Oh, I'm so sorry, MacGyver,
but if it's any consolation,

at least you won't be
around to see her die.

[BOTH GRUNTING]

[GROANS]

[CLICK]

[GASPS]

[GROANING]

[EXCLAIMING]

MacGyver!

[THUD]

[WOMAN CHATTERING ON RADIO]

[CRICKETS CHIRPING]

SUZANNE: I was thinking
about what you said earlier.

Amy and I talked it over.

We decided to go home.

It's time to stop hiding.

What about Amy's dad?

Maybe we can talk,
work things out.

If not, he's in for a fight.

Right.

We've looked all over
the bottom of that shaft.

You sure this fellow
Murdoc fell in?

Let me guess.

No body, right?

Well, we'll keep lookin'.

He's got to be down there.

No way a fella could have
survived a fall like that.

You don't know Murdoc.

[THEME SONG PLAYING]

This court is now in session.

Please be seated.

We've heard all the evidence

in the case of the Lakota tribe
versus New Plains Electric.

I'll now call on both counsels
for their summations.

Closing argument,
Mr. Samuels.

Mr. Whitecloud
wants the court,

you, ladies and gentlemen,

to stop New Plains Electric

from running high tension lines
across Bitter Flats.

First, he'd have you believe that
the land was part of the reservation.

But as we've shown,

the treaty states quite clearly
that the boundary is Black Stream.

And just as clearly,

the corridor through which
we want to place our lines

is three miles
to the east of there.

This established,
Mr. Whitecloud

abandoned his argument
completely,

and conjured up this wild claim

of electromagnetic fields
from high-tension lines

harming the environment.

So, we summoned representatives

of the Phoenix Foundation
who are involved

in a comparable
case in California.

Yes, the Phoenix Foundation
is notoriously pro-environment.

And, yes,
in the California case,

they were on the other side
of the issue.

Nevertheless,
what could Mr. Willis

and Mr. MacGyver tell us?

- SAMUELS: Nothing.
- What a sleazeball.

No indication whatsoever that
EMFs harm the environment.

And as for the health issue,

the way I read the testimony,

if we ran high-tension lines
through your living room,

there is only inconclusive
studies that only suggest

the possibility of
potential long-term effects.

[CHUCKLES]

But Bitter Flats is uninhabited.

Jerk.

SAMUELS:
Ladies and gentlemen,

at 11:00 on Friday morning,

Mr. Everett Johnson,
the president of NPE,

is going to be
at our Cook Power Facility

to give the go-ahead on a massive
renovation that will culminate

in the running of hundreds
of megawatts of power

over these new lines.

This start-up has already been
postponed three times due to

Mr. Whitecloud's
frivolous lawsuit.

I urge you,

do not allow
another costly delay.

Let NPE get back to the business

of supplying electricity to
good folks of this community

and others like it.

Thank you.

[MAN COUGHS]

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

Mr. Whitecloud?

[SIGHS]

No conclusive studies.

Terrific.

And what if at some
point in the future

there are conclusive studies?

And they do show a hazard?

Then what?

This is the only
Earth we've got.

It's not as if we can pick up

and move to another
planet now, can we?

And what about this treaty
that Mr. Samuels mentioned?

For five centuries
we've been given the choice

of signing treaties,

or being exterminated.

So we signed.

Nearly 400 times.

But even then, ask any Indian,

not one of those treaties
was ever completely honored.

So, my hat is off to you,
Mr. Samuels.

You have found the one treaty

in all the world,
in all of time,

that someone actually
wants to abide by.

[ALL CHUCKLING]

Don't you believe it.

There's a swindle
here somewhere.

Unfortunately, in 1891,

none of us had law degrees
to ferret out these scams.

But so it goes
throughout history.

Lying, cheating, stealing,

slaughtering
innocent women and children.

You bear this in mind,

and you begin to understand
the depth of our grievance.

We're not asking to renegotiate
the sale of Manhattan Island.

We know it's impossible
to turn back the clock.

But Bitter Flats, as, uh,
Mr. Samuels pointed out,

is uninhabited.

Actually, he means
"uninhabited by whites."

Because holy men
from the reservation

have been going there
for a very long time.

It's always been our land,

and that land,
ladies and gentlemen,

is as sacred to Indian culture

as the church is to yours.

How would you like
high-tension wires

passing through
your place of worship?

Please, think about it.

I'll admonish the jury to
restrict their deliberations

to the issue
of environmental damage.

Nothing more.

We find in favor
of the defendant,

New Plains Electric.

[PEOPLE GRUMBLING]

JUDGE: Thank you,
ladies and gentlemen.

[PEOPLE CHATTERING]

This court is adjourned.

- Shall we go?
- Yeah, yeah.

Nothing like twisting
our testimony around, pal.

I only restated the facts.

That's my job.
Mr. Johnson.

Shyster.

Uh, Mr. Whitecloud.

Mr. Whitecloud,
hold up a second, will you?

What?

Look, we were subpoenaed
by NPE to testify.

We didn't have a choice.

We were used in that courtroom.

So what do you want from me?

Well, you said there might
be a swindle in this treaty.

I also said treaties weren't
worth the paper they're written on.

Yeah, but if we can find
proof of fraud...

Proof is a very
elusive commodity.

We'll use the resources
of the Phoenix Foundation.

Access data banks, global intelligence
networks, satellite telemetry...

If it'll make you happy, go for it.
You don't need me.

Hey, wait a minute.
This is your case.

Look, you want me to tell
you everything will be okay

so you can have
a clear conscience?

You got it, pal.
Now go home.

Hey!

My conscience is clear, okay?

We just wanna set things right.

Sorry. You're a few
centuries too late.

You know, you don't
strike me as a quitter.

You're right.

I was never a quitter.

I was a joiner.

Marine Corps. Nam.

Top law firm in Chicago.

But then I quit,

to become this big defender
of Indian rights,

and a hero at last.

And I'll tell you what,
kemosabe,

I'm ready to be a joiner again.

I guess we've got
a plane to catch.

I'm gonna stick
around for a while.

I can, uh, fax you
what we have on our database.

Uh, treaty, maps,
geological surveys.

Yeah, yeah, all that stuff,
that'd be good.

Come on.

[SIGHING]

[SPEAKING NATIVE LANGUAGE]

Hello.

My name is Standing Wolf.

I am not from around here.

Where are you from?

A place where a warrior
does not waste his time thinking

when he can take action.

Okay.

Take care of yourself, huh?

Bitter Flats is
a place of power.

If wires go up,

they will harm
the spirits of the mountain.

Look, Standing Wolf,

I respect your beliefs.

But personally,
I'm not religious.

The only issue for me
was Indian rights.

Oh, I see.

In that case,

I will have to show you.

You don't understand, I...

I will have to show you.

Well, they were
talking about maps,

treaties, satellite
something or other,

all sorts of high tech stuff.

Do we have anything
to worry about?

If MacGyver stumbles onto a
certain well-kept historical secret,

Bitter Flats could revert
back to the Indians.

That our only corridor south
from Cook Power Plant.

Now, if the construction
is stopped,

that could cost hundreds
of millions in revenues

and it could cost me everything.

Tell me what to do.

Accidents happen.

Just remember that I have
that little publicity show-and-tell

at the plant on Friday morning.

I don't want a mess.

I, uh, hate messes, too,
Mr. Johnson.

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

What are you doing here?

Uh, well, Willis faxed me
some maps and stuff

but I wanted to take
a look at the place myself.

This is a place of power.

High-tension lines cannot go up.

A place of power?

What are you doing?

You have to leave here.

Why?

I had a vision last night.

You wouldn't understand.
Just don't go in there.

- Give me a reason not to.
- I just did.

[GROANS]

- You okay?
- Yeah.

What has gotten into you?

They're gone.

I thought killing MacGyver was
supposed to look like an accident.

Yeah, well it was, before they
blew up our construction yard.

C4.

[PHONE SPEED-DIALING]

It's Russell.

Listen, check out
Whitecloud's file.

See if he has a connection
for C4 plastic explosive.

Hey, wait a minute.
Hold it.

What do you mean, "hold it"?
They were shooting at us.

No kidding!

You just blew up
their construction site.

Yeah, I also dropped my rifle

and they still kept
shooting at both of us.

The guy doing the shooting
was Dick Russell,

head of security for NPE.
What does that tell you?

What, you think
they followed me?

You're the one that's
been digging into the treaty.

Unless, of course, they're
just nostalgic to kill an Indian.

A friend of mine
has a cabin not far from here.

We can radio for help
from there.

Perfect.

Yeah, I'll keep in touch.

Well,

I think I, uh, know
where they're headed.

So, how do you go from
wanting to join a top law firm to...

- A Lakota warrior?
- Yeah.

I told you,
I had a vision last night.

- What kind of vision?
- It's personal.

Sorry.

Why is it so important to you?

I don't know.
Maybe I just want to learn.

I'll tell you.

A spirit came to me.

First he was a man.

An old Indian
named Standing Wolf.

He brought me to the flats.

Then he became a wolf.

And I saw the killing power
of the electricity,

red and glowing.

And I saw a dead Indian boy.

A vision of the future,
unless I did something to stop it.

And that's what I'm gonna do,
MacGyver.

I'm gonna stop it.

Wait here.

[TIN CANS RATTLING]

Phil, uh, Phil Crow?

Who are you?

Dick Russell.

I'm an old friend
of Larry Whitecloud's.

How are you doing?

You don't look like
a friend of Whitecloud.

Yeah, we, uh,

we practiced law together
in Chicago.

Yeah, I was supposed to
meet him in town, and he, uh,

he left a note, uh,
saying to come up here.

Yeah, he left his...
He left his rifle behind, too.

You recognize it, don't you?

[CHUCKLES]

After we use Phil Crow's
radio and get you out of here,

I'll just fade back into
the wilderness for a while.

What are you gonna do,
hide for the rest of your life?

Just long enough to come back
at NPE with a few more surprises.

Yeah, well, planting bombs
is not the answer.

You're gonna kill somebody.

That'll be on Everett Johnson
and NPE's head.

You know, one man's terrorist
is another man's patriot.

Yeah, well, that's absurd.
Terrorism never did any good.

I've spent my entire adult life
functioning within the system.

That doesn't do any good,
either.

Do you really believe that?

Well, I've won a few cases.

Advanced social justice
here and there,

but only in the context of reality
brought over by the white man

500 years ago.

All right, all right, maybe.
I'll grant you that.

But there's no way I'm
gonna buy into some spirit

telling you to go off
and plant bombs.

You don't have a clue, do you?

[RATTLING]

Phil Crow's doorbell.

He doesn't like
surprise visitors.

- Nam?
- Yeah.

Big part of his life
is still the war.

If, uh, Crow acts
a little strange,

don't take it personally, huh?

I'm getting used to it.

Crow?

Phil Crow?

[KNOCKING ON DOOR]

Phil Crow?

He's probably out hunting.

I don't think so.

Crow is known to have a temper

when it comes
to mechanical things.

Crow!

He's dead.

Yeah. He's been shot.

Crow specialized in booby traps.

He used to say,
for a split second,

he could hear the beginning
of a man's scream,

as it was drowned out
by the explosion,

the noise.

Up here, he found quiet.

So this is where
you got your C4, huh?

No. Just the detonators.

The C4's hidden.

Hey, wait a minute.

Was Crow licensed for C4?

Yeah. He used to do
construction blasting.

Well, maybe he did some
for NPE, and it was registered.

I left some C4 in my bag
back at the construction site.

Along with your rifle.

30-30, maybe?

They killed Crow.

To frame you.

What are you doing?

Johnson's gonna be at Cook
Power Plant in the morning.

I'm going after him.

Why?

You'll be playing
right into their hands.

Then their hands
are gonna get bloody.

Can't you see the only way to
beat them is to get to the truth?

There's truth in revenge.

Whitecloud.

They're afraid
I'm onto something.

Does it occur to you that they
might be trying to frame you

to get rid of me?

Then why weren't they here to
greet you with my Winchester?

What are they waiting for?

[RIFLE COCKING]

Fingerprints.

You see, I wanted to make sure
yours were fresh.

[GROANS]

There's my victim.

And here's my terrorist.

[TIN CANS RATTLING]

[YELLS]

- Which way?
- Over here.

[GROANS]

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

Forget it. He's gone.

Well, it doesn't really matter.

Once the cops find MacGyver's body,
Whitecloud's history.

The body's in here.

Hey, that's impossible,
he was right here.

[RIFLE COCKING]

[GROANING]

[GROANING]

[PANTING]

What...

- Anything?
- No sign of him.

You don't think he could have
made it to the road, do you?

Let's check it out.

If he's not there,

we'll brief Johnson
at the plant in the morning.

[STANDING WOLF CHANTING]

[CHANTING]

[EXCLAIMS]

What happened?

You were shot.

By a gun.

I don't feel anything.

You will, in the morning.

But I don't think you'll die.

Your body gave up the bullet.

From the gun.

Remember?

Yeah.

Who are you?

Standing Wolf.

You're Standing Wolf?

You know me?

What an honor.

Not really.

This is a dream, right?

I don't think so.

Didn't that hurt?

Hey!

Maybe this is a dream!

Well, no matter.

Come.

I will show you
what there is to see.

I do not understand why a white man
would come to this place.

Unless you're the friend
of Larry Whitecloud.

I know him.

Ah.

But still,
it is strange, isn't it?

Yes, I think so, too.

This is very strange.

Wait. Wait a minute.

Where are we?

Bitter Flats.

How'd we get here?

I took a shortcut.

No. No,
I was at Bitter Flats.

There was no tower.

It was just a construction site.

- When?
- Today, earlier.

Ah, yes.

But this is later.

Much later.

Wait, wait.

This stream wasn't here, either.

No.

You're wrong about that.

This stream was always here.

Come.

You must be thirsty.

Standing Wolf?

[GROANING]

[GROANING]

You're going to be all right.

The boy.

The glow.

Whitecloud had the same vision.

Yes, the same.

But I don't understand.

What I saw was not
about violence.

Violence?

No.

Violence was not the message.

Perhaps Whitecloud
only meant to...

to count coup
in the old Lakota tradition.

"Count coup"?

Yes.

A warrior shows true greatness

by choosing not
to kill an enemy,

but instead to humiliate him

by touching him with a stick,

and then to come away unharmed.

Counting coup was the way
my people often did battle.

It's too bad we don't do it
like that these days, huh?

Yes.

There are many things your
world could learn from ours.

Mmm.

Now I understand
why you are here.

To help Whitecloud
see the truth.

That is good.

Now we must rest.

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

[GASPS]

[GROANS]

MacGYVER:
The stream.

The stream.

That's it.

[TIMER BEEPS]

MacGyver. You're alive.

[GROANS]
Yeah.

Yeah.

Come here, take a look at this.

Bitter Flats is part
of the reservation.

This map was drawn up

in 1894,
according to the treaty.

Black Stream is east
of Bitter Flats, not west.

Yeah.

Now,

take a look at this map
that Willis faxed to me.

It was drawn up in 1911.

It shows the stream running five
miles west of where it should be.

And that's where
it's been drawn ever since.

The stream was dry,
so no one questioned it.

Bitter Flats is Indian land.

That's right.

The land does not belong to NPE.

We can stop them, legally.

Yeah. Try and make that happen.

But you can make that happen.

My vision showed me another way.

Your vision also showed
the stream running

east of Bitter Flats.

I did see the stream.

How did you know?

After I was shot,

I--I had a dream.

- A dream?
- Yeah.

Everything you described.

Standing Wolf,

the red glow, all of it.

And then I found this map.

You just found the map?

Yeah.

And what about
the dead Indian boy?

Did you see him in your dream?

Yes, I did.

Then you should understand
what I have to do.

No, no.

I think it's completely
the opposite.

A warning not
to turn to violence.

Standing Wolf told me
that you got the message wrong.

He said that

counting coup was okay.

Counting coup?

No. Johnson's gotta pay
for Phil Crow's murder.

Will you let the police
handle Johnson?

The police don't handle
people like Johnson.

Thanks, MacGyver,
for everything.

No, I can't let you do it.

Don't try to stop me. And just
keep away from the power plant.

Why?

You already set the
explosives, didn't you?

Just keep away.

No! I cannot keep away!

Well, I guess you gotta do
what you gotta do.

[GROANS]

So do I.

[GUN COCKS]

You know, if I were
superstitious, MacGyver,

I would swear you were a ghost.
Only I'm not superstitious.

We'd better get him out of sight
before Mr. Johnson gets here.

Listen, guys,

there's a bomb
somewhere in this plant.

It could go off any minute.

Yeah, right.
And the check's in the mail.

RUSSELL:
Move it, MacGyver.

Let's go.

[SPEAKS IN NATIVE LANGUAGE]

Grandfather.

I'm telling you,
there's a bomb in there!

Oh, yeah, right, I heard you.

Get in there.

[MACHINES WHIRRING]

What if he's telling
the truth about the bomb?

It's a bluff.

Stay here.

If he makes a noise,

hurt him.

[BEEPS]

I hope you have good news.

MacGyver and the Indian
got away yesterday.

We caught MacGyver
snooping around the plant.

I have a publicity tour
due any minute

and you've got MacGyver here?

He's locked up
in the pump house right now.

He won't be causing
any more trouble.

I pay you to solve problems,
Russell.

When the tour is over,
I want it solved.

No problem.

[CHILDREN CHATTERING]

[WHISPERING]
Oh, my God.

[AIR HISSING]

[GROANS]

Okay, everybody,
give it a big smile, here.

[GRUNTS]

[GRUNTING]

[GROANING]

And over here
is the control room.

[CHILDREN CHATTERING]

JOHNSON: When we finish
renovations here in three months,

this plant will be
able to produce...

- [CAMERA CLICKING]
- ...an extra 800 megawatts of power.

Get out of here, MacGyver.

There are kids in this plant.

I'm going to warn them.

Just defuse the bomb, will you?

- No.
- What?

There's still time for me to
settle my score with Johnson.

What good will killing him do?

We've already been through that.

Look, the last thing
your cause needs is killing.

Where's the bomb?

JOHNSON: Now up here are
the generators I told you about.

Okay, everybody, now keep up.

Whitecloud, no.

Get the kids out of here.
Now!

MAN:
Come on, kids.

Johnson, up here. With me.

Move it!

This isn't the way.

No? You saw the vision.

What I saw was a warning
to turn away from violence.

You're wrong!

Whitecloud, where's the bomb?

On top of the generator.

Get out of here, son.
Go, now!

JOHNSON:
Let's talk, Whitecloud.

We can work something out.

How do I defuse this thing?

You can't.
You need a cotter pin.

MacGYVER:
Do you have it?

No.

JOHNSON:
Whitecloud, be reasonable.

We're all going to die!

WHITECLOUD:
Shut up!

[TIMER BEEPS]

[BUZZING]

I did it!

[GASPS]

[SCREAMING]

Whitecloud, no!

BOY:
Whoa!

He counted coup on you.

[LAUGHS]

[BIRDS CHIRPING]

Hey, MacGyver.

Thought I might find you up here.
When did you get out?

Yesterday.

They released me without bail
until the trial.

Well, Willis got
those satellite pictures.

Did they confirm the location
of Black Stream?

Definitely.

I had a chance
to research the forgery.

Seems that a company
called Horton Mining

was prospecting
the area back in 1904.

They paid off some government
official to redraw the map.

Then in the '20s, they merged
with an electrical power company.

NPE?

Johnson must have
known all about it.

The DA's filed conspiracy
charges against him

in Phil Crow's murder.

Well! See? Sometimes the system
works the way it's supposed to.

Yeah.

I'm gonna participate in
my first sun dance next year.

Outsiders are sometimes
allowed to dance, too.

Yeah, well, I don't think
I'm quite up to that yet.

It's a good way
to touch the spirit world.

- [WOLF HOWLING]
- Well...

[THEME SONG PLAYING]

Excuse me.

Uh, Pete Thornton's room,
please.

211.

How's he doing?

If getting him into a hospital
gown is any indication,

terrible.

Vacation, huh?

MacGYVER:
Why didn't you tell me, Pete?

Well, what's to tell?

I've got glaucoma.

I'm going blind.

And I'm gonna have surgery

to see if maybe, just maybe,

some of the sight that
I've got left can be saved.

How did you find out?

I'm a clever guy.

What difference does it make?
You knew I'd find out anyway.

Well, maybe I would like to
handle this alone, okay?

No! No, it's not okay.

You've always been there for me.

Friendship works two ways,
you know?

Oh! Look, MacGyver,

we are friends,
we've been friends.

But you have never
really needed me.

That's not true at all.

Oh, yeah?
Well, name me one time.

- I could name a hundred.
- Well, name one.

All right,
the Chinese consulate,

when I was trapped on the roof.

Yeah.

Keep going.

THORNTON:
Mei Jan.

That student leader
who escaped to the U.S.

right after
the Tiananmen Square Massacre.

Her own government wanted
to see her dead

before she had time to spread the
word about what really happened.

[CROWD SHOUTING]

How are we going to
get off this roof?

[PANTING]

[MAN CHATTERING
OVER MICROPHONE]

Thank you.

Thank you.

[CROWD CHANTING]

Tie it to your bumper
and take up the slack!

What are you doing?

You're gonna have to
trust me on this.

Take it up.

More.

A little more.

That's good.

Come ahead.

[MAN CHATTERING]

There she is!

This might sound ridiculous,

but hang on!

You all right?

[PEOPLE CHEERING]

Nice going.

Thanks.

MacGyver, that was different.

You weren't helpless.

Anyone could've done what I did.

I am trapped.

This is out of my control.

And you don't know what I feel.

I think I do, Pete.

A little, anyway.

You remember ERMA?

ERMA?

Yeah, the sonar device we tested
for the Drug Enforcement Agency.

Yeah, until the Miami
drug runners stole it.

THORNTON: And then they tried
to drown you in a mini sub.

Well, so what's your point?

MacGYVER: My point is,
I was helpless.

I would've drowned if you
hadn't shown up when you did.

[HISSING]

All right, lower it!

[INHALING]

[HISSING]

[GASPING]

[COUGHING]

MacGyver!

What are you doing in there?

The backstroke, Pete.

Come on, MacGyver.

You didn't drown.
You--You came up by yourself.

I had nothing to do with it.

You threw me a life preserver.

[CHUCKLING]
Oh, yeah.

I see what you're trying to do.

And I'm grateful.

It's just...

I'm not very good
with people right now.

Not even my very good friends.

What if we talk about it?

What is there to talk about?

You don't understand
what I'm going through.

You don't know what I feel.

Well, do I have to?

Did you know what I was going
through when I was in that coma?

Coma?

Oh, well, now come on,
that was really different.

I mean, I sent you
on that assignment.

Well, that is your job.

Either way,

it was almost
my last assignment.

[YELLS]

[SIRENS BLARING]

THORNTON:
That was awful.

It was the worst moment
of my life.

I thought you were
a goner for sure.

Yeah. Me, too.

I had made my peace.

I was ready to let go.

But something held me back.

What?

You, Pete.

You wouldn't let me die.

Ah.

So this is your idea
of cheering me up?

Reminding me that I was
responsible for your almost dying?

Not dying, Pete.

Giving me the will to live.

You had everything
to do with that.

You and Harry.

MacGyver, that's crazy.

Your grandfather was
already dead.

And you were in a coma.

Yeah, I know.

MacGYVER:
Everything was so peaceful.

THORNTON:
You were unconscious.

MacGYVER:
All I know is

there was a ship.

My parents were on it.

Harry was gonna take me to 'em.

But, you know, when Harry
told me your life was in danger,

I knew I had to
get off that ship.

Hey, somebody's gonna be
murdered if I don't get back.

You'll feel much better soon.

We do have a talent
for getting boxed in.

Yeah.

- One, two...
- Charging!

- [FLATLING]
- ...three...

- Stand clear...
- ...four.

- Stand clear.
- All clear, doctor.

Remember that
first camping trip we took?

Almost didn't make it when
that truck of mine got stuck

in that deep washout.

Yeah, but you figured a way...

Harry, you're a genius.

I am?

DOCTOR:
Once again.

- Stand clear.
- ATTENDANT: Clear.

HARRY: I'm getting a little slow, bud.
What's this idea of mine?

When that truck was stuck,

you said the best way
to beat a problem

was to make it work for you.

So you took your tire off
the back wheel,

tied a rope around the hub.

Yeah, sure.

Then you took
the other end of the rope

and, uh, wrapped it around
that tree up the hill.

And you put her in gear,

and that truck just
winched herself up.

So you figure
that propeller shaft's gonna

pull us out of this ditch?

Uh, something like that.

ATTENDANT:
He's still in defib.

He's not responding, doctor.

Stand clear.
Clear.

Come on, Harry.

[BELL RINGING]

You are a wonder, bud.

Just something
my grandpa taught me.

[WHIRRING]

I don't remember teaching
anything this crazy, bud.

All it can do is kill us, Harry.
Come on.

No, no, no, bud,

my time is up.

Harry, let's go.

No.

Celia's got supper waiting.
You remember

how she used to get if you
showed up late for meals.

It's my time.

Goodbye, Grandpa.

Be seeing you, bud.

[WHIRRING]

[DEFIBRILLATOR THUMPING]

We've got a rhythm on him.

[SIGHS]

Thank God.

DOCTOR:
He's got to keep fighting.

He's not on solid ground yet.

HARRY:
Jump, bud.

Go for it.

[GRUNTS]

That showing 'em, bud.

[BEEPING]

Doctor!

Look!

He's coming out of it.

He's stabilizing.

Your friend is quite a fighter,
Mr. Thornton.

MacGyver,

all those images...

Harry,

the boat,

reaching for my hand.

All that had to be a dream.

Whatever it was,

I survived.

We both survived.

Yeah.

[SIGHING]

I think I get the point.

Thanks for coming.

I just don't like my friends
seeing me like this.

You're scared, aren't you?

Me?

Yeah. I'm scared.

But not just about
the operation.

It's about afterwards.

I mean, what happens afterwards?

What am I gonna be?

Who am I going to be?

Pete,

isn't the important thing

how you feel inside?

How you live your life?

Sure it is.

But I've always been
Mr. Indispensable.

I've always relied on myself.

I've been independent.

I'm gonna have to learn to live
by a whole new set of rules.

I'm gonna have to learn

to be very dependent.

So what?
What's the big deal?

You and I have always been
dependent on each other.

Oh, yeah, sure.

You provide the brains,
and I come up with the paychecks.

Oh, come on, that's...

What about the time you
and I were trapped in that, uh,

storm cellar?
You remember that?

On the way back
from a ski trip, right.

Yeah, when those lousy
terrorists locked us up.

Yeah, now see,
I didn't know what to do.

Hey, that's right.

You were fresh out of
ideas that time, weren't you?

You gentlemen know
how these work?

Pull the pin, release the handle,
and it explodes.

Crude, but effective.

Now then, if you gentlemen,
uh, should try to

loosen your ropes, you will only
succeed in blowing each other up.

So how do we get out of here?

I don't know.

You don't know?

MacGyver, don't do this to me.
Come on, think.

I'm tryin', Pete.

You know, maybe you can
come up with something.

All right, maybe I can.

Let's see, uh...

Uh... Okay. I got it.

We throw one of the grenades
up there under the door.

We duck over there for cover,

and when it blows,
we're out of here.

Yeah.

Except I think this place
would cave in on us.

Oh, maybe you're right.

Uh...

Maybe we could find
something to replace the pins?

Yeah.

It's better.

It's good, in fact.

Really?

Yeah. I'll need
your lift ticket.

Oh, well, that's fine.
How are you going to get it?

Ever heard of a party
game called pass the apple?

THORNTON: This is suicide.
There's gotta be another way.

If you can think of one in the
next 30 seconds, let me know.

Got it?

Yeah, I got it.

Now hurry!

[CHUCKLING]

You know, I can still see
your hands shaking.

Me? What about
your heart pounding?

Boom. Boom.
Boom. Boom.

Well, what did you expect?

I thought that was it
for both of us.

THORNTON:
It's slipping.

Don't talk.

Yeah, but...

[BOTH EXCLAIMING]

You see, Pete?

You saved us.

Well, listen.

At least you thought
of using the C4 from the--

from the grenade to
blow the doors out.

Hey, it was no big deal.

You have got a way of
putting things in perspective,

you know that, MacGyver?

Uh, well, look, uh,

I gotta meet Willis at the lab.

I'll be back, all right?

Thanks for coming.

Oh, wait a minute, MacGyver.

Since you're here anyway,
would you mind, uh,

dropping this off
at the foundation?

Yeah, sure.
What is it?

It's my resignation.

The eye is white and quiet.

No sign of infection.

Okay, we'll do the
trabeculectomy on your right eye

tomorrow morning as planned.

Oh, doc, uh, any chance of
getting a break on the price

if we do both eyes
at the same time?

Don't get too frisky.

You've got an EKG coming up.

Trabeculectomy.

What?

It's got a nice ring,
doesn't it?

Trabeculectomy.

That's the surgery
I'm gonna have.

It's sort of an artificial
valve they put in your eye

to release the excess fluid.

That's what glaucoma is, too
much fluid in your eyeball, and

that puts a lot of pressure
on your optic nerve.

Oh, your operation
sounds complicated.

Oh, it's not, really.

Only question is,
did I wait too long?

Maybe it was just an innate
fear of nurses with cold hands.

Yeah.

So, did you, uh,
deliver my resignation?

Oh, Pete, don't you think
you're being a little

premature about that?

Yes or no?

I did what you asked.

Well, it looks like I'm not the
only one who cares about you.

[CHUCKLING]
Oh.

Yeah, that's what you think.
Wait till you read the note.

"Dear Peter."

I hate Peter.

"In spite of the anger and
all the pain you've caused

in the name of your beloved
Phoenix Foundation,

I'd like to be there for you,

even though you were
never there for me."

It's signed, uh,

"Brainwashed no more."

[CHUCKLING]
Yeah, Brainwashed.

Brainwashed. Now who
does that make you think of?

Jack Dalton.

Jack Dalton!

That's just the kind of
practical joke he would pull.

Even though I had nothing to do

with his being brainwashed
that time.

What was that, uh...

"From the bottom of my heart,
I salute you."

Amazing how those nine words
turned him into a killer.

An assassin!

Yeah.
And I was his target.

Yeah.

WOMAN [ON TAPE]: From the
bottom of my heart, I salute you.

From the bottom of my heart,
I salute you.

From the bottom of my heart,
I salute you.

From the bottom of my heart,
I salute you.

[GUN FIRING]

From the bottom of my heart,
I salute you.

From the bottom of my heart...

[RATTLING]

Jack.

Go ahead, Jack.
Take your best shot.

Over here, Jack.

Kill me again, Jack.
Go ahead.

Again, Jack.

[GROANING]

[MOANING]

Yeah, that's just like Jack.

He'd send me a note like this
just to keep me guessing.

Nope.

Jack didn't send this.

Have a smell.

- Perfume.
- Mmm-hmm.

MacGyver, what kind of woman

would send a note like this
to someone in the hospital?

A woman with a score to settle.

You mean, somebody who
wants to do me bodily harm?

MacGyver, women don't
think like that.

Santina did.

Santina?

Yeah.

Now, she was brainwashed.

Now that was one angry woman.

Especially after we sabotaged her
plans to overthrow the government.

I thought we'd never get out
of that jungle alive.

Yeah, you were hurt pretty badly

when Jack and I flew in to
get you and Sister Margaret out.

Yeah, and then there wasn't
room to take off.

Until you thought
of the anti-tank rockets.

We can mount the rockets
against the float struts.

That ought to give us just enough
extra thrust to hop on out of here.

Yeah, but we still need a way to
ignite them both at the same time,

or the plane's gonna
spin like a top.

[SANTINA SPEAKING SPANISH
ON RADIO]

Come in.
This is Captain Santina.

You will not be harmed
if you surrender now.

You will not be harmed.

Repeat. You will not be harmed.
Come in, do you read?

Your safety is guaranteed
if you surrender now.

Yeah, who's gonna
guarantee that, Santina?

- You?
- Yes.

I guarantee your safety.

You can't guarantee anything.
Not even what you're fighting for.

Not as long as you're
taking orders from Rafael.

I did not ask you for a sermon.
I asked you for your surrender.

[SPEAKING SPANISH]

That's great, Jack.

Now loop the rope around
the rear spreader bar.

- Rig it with a slipknot.
- Aye, aye.

What have you got there?

The quartz igniters.

They're off the rockets.

They're wired so I can trigger
the missiles from inside the cockpit.

They're ignited
by a sharp impact.

We can use the hammer
from the toolbox as a firing pin.

We will take them on
face to face.

[SPEAKING SPANISH]

Move out! Come on.
We'll take them alive.

[SPEAKING SPANISH]

Let's blow this pop stand!

JACK:
Seven hundred RPM.

Eleven hundred.

Seventeen hundred RPM.

Twenty-three hundred.
Now, Mac! Yank it!

MacGyver, what's happened?

Your slipknot's not slipping!

[GUNS FIRING]

Stop. Cease firing!
Cease firing!

Hang on, Mac!

Upsy-daisy.

Whoa!
Yes, we are airborne!

Reason enough to swear vengeance,
wouldn't you say?

Well, then, not now.

The last I heard of Santina,
she had quit the revolution

and was teaching school
in a barrio.

It's EKG time.

- [MOANING]
- Watch it.

I could always go back and
put these contacts in the freezer.

This just arrived for you
by messenger.

- Uh...
- Yeah.

MacGyver, would you mind?

"Dear Peter."

[SIGHING]Sorry.

It's the same handwriting.

"It's me again.

I guess I just can't stay away

despite the harm
we've done each other.

Possibly because
Phoenix was everything to you

and nothing less
than cold death to me.

But now that the ice is broken,
it's time I paid you a visit,

for better or worse."

It's, uh, signed
"Brainwashed no more" again.

[SIGHS]

Who in the devil could that be?

You have to leave. Now.

All right.
Uh, relax, I'll look into it.

Oh, relax, he says.

You know the drill.

Yeah.

[GRUNTING]

[EXCLAIMING]

What do you mean, you could
put them in the freezer? That's cold!

[EXHALING]

WOMAN:
Glenview Hospital, please.

WILLIS:
That does it.

Every female suspect
in the files from A to Z.

Does that include those in jail?

Incarcerated, deceased.
The whole enchilada.

Including a cross check
on the handwriting sample.

You sure it's a woman
who's giving Pete a bad time?

Well, yeah. Unless
somebody's playing a sick...

[MUMBLING]

Unless it's Murdoc.

Murdoc?

No, but you said yourself
you were looking for woman.

Yeah, but he's
a master of disguise.

Clothes...

He's got the mannerisms,
the voice, all of it.

No, i-it can't be.

[GASPING]

[SCREAMING]

[EXCLAIMING]

[GASPING]

[SNICKERING]

[LAUGHING MENACINGLY]

But I thought he fell down
a mineshaft and was killed.

Uh, Willis, he's also been
blown up in a building,

consumed by a fireball,

he's fallen off a
2,000 foot mountain,

he's drowned
and they never find the body.

Well, that's true.

Yeah, considering everything

that Pete and I have been
through with that guy,

I'd say he's got a pretty
strong motive for revenge.

MURDOC:
MacGyver, at last!

Don't open the door,
it's rigged!

PENNY:
MacGyver, be careful!

MURDOC:
They're both right, MacGyver.

Open the door,
and Pete will drown.

Or you don't open the door

and you die.

It's up to you, MacGyver.

It's either deep-fried Thornton
or pancake MacGyver.

Either way, one of you
gets to watch the other die.

Enjoy!

MacGyver! Let me go!
Where are you taking me?

There's a trip line
hooked to the door.

MacGYVER:
Where is it?

It runs along the bottom of
the door to a release switch.

Maybe I can reach it.

THORNTON: You're running
out of time. Get out of there!

MacGYVER: Guide me, Pete.
Tell me when I got it.

Lower. Lower.

No, you're never gonna make it.

Forget about me. Save yourself.
Open the door.

That's almost it.

You got it!

Okay, you got it.
Now get out of there!

PENNY: Help me!
Please, somebody help!

Forget about me.
Go help Penny.

The lock.
Work on it.

PENNY:
MacGyver!

Mr. Thornton, somebody,
please, help me!

Help me!

Penny?

MacGyver?
Is that you?

Penny.

[MUMBLING]

MURDOC: [MIMICKING PENNY]
My hero.

So, Pete's dead.

I knew you had it in you,
MacGyver.

Underneath it all,
we're so much alike.

I'm almost sorry to see it end.

Now come on, Murdoc,
after all this,

you're not gonna just
shoot me, are you?

Well, MacGyver, I know
it's not very creative,

but, uh, it gets the job done.

[GRUNTING]

[BOTH GRUNTING]

[EXCLAIMING]

[GRUNTING]

[YELLING]

Murdoc!

[MURDOC EXCLAIMING]

MacGyver!

Man, you're right.
It could be Murdoc.

Yeah.

Call the hospital.
Tell them absolutely no visitors.

Who's there?

I got your message.

Mr. Thornton's only visitor
is his wife.

- Matter of fact, she's in with...
- His wife?

He's been divorced for 20 years.

Call security.
Have them block the exits.

MacGYVER:
Connie?

[CHUCKLING]
Yeah.

Alias "Brainwashed no more."

Hello, MacGyver.

And guess what?

My ex-wife is now the proud
owner of her own travel agency.

Hmm, life does go on, you know.

You know, losing you to another
woman I could've dealt with.

Losing him to the
Phoenix Foundation,

that was too much.

Wait a minute here.
Wait.

Why all the anonymous notes?

Why didn't you sign your name?

I wasn't sure
Peter would see me.

Uh, Pete. Call me Pete.

It was a messy divorce.

But there are lots
of happy memories, too.

That's why when I heard Pete
was in the hospital all alone,

I just wanted him to know
that I was here for him.

In spite of that ridiculous
male pride of his.

Yeah.

Sounds like the lady knows
me pretty well, doesn't it?

Whoa! Whoa, wait a minute.
It's--It's okay.

Everything's all right.

Everything's just fine.

Now, when you get to surgery,

don't give them
a hard time, okay?

Okay.

Hey, you all right?

Yeah, I'm fine.

In fact, I'm great.

You know, it's like you said.

It's not what I see,
it's what I feel that counts.

And right now,
with you two in my corner,

that's the best feeling
in the world.

My goodness.

I didn't know you
were so sentimental.

Well, anyone can change.
Even a grouch.

Well, then I'll walk you
to the elevator.

You're gonna be fine, Pete.

Let's go, you old grouch.

Oh, wait a minute.
MacGyver,

did anybody at Phoenix say
anything about my resignation?

Uh, nope.

No one?

Well, I don't see
how they could.

It's still sitting on your desk.

THORNTON:
What?

Pete, you're the one that said that
all matters pertaining to personnel

has to go through your office.

MacGyver!
That is just like you! Oh!

You wait till I'm back on my feet.
I'm gonna get you!

I'm counting on it.